Curlews call Along the estuary Late light falls Under a mile to the sea
And the flickering harbour lights Trail in the estuary waters tonight Under meteors Over the bridge The old town still clinging on At the end of the ridge
All but lost to me now
Nightfall The water's ebbing away now Flat sand Grows with the speed of the tide Cold now I watch the curlews and lapwings Dig down To see just what they can find
In the glittering Estuary mud Trailing their footprints Before the flood Comes around again And washes away
All but every fragment What light remains
All but lost to me now All but lost to me nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
