Did I hear you say they’re wandering? They’re rendering the seas and seasons And I hear they are wondering why They would wander to their home in the sky – O’ the wandering, O’ the sundering And for the rendering, the hopes ‘n’ horses When my feet are tired on moss an’ grasses O’ the wandering, O’ the sundering Soon, o’ how soon the Autumn comes along! Here, yes even here, no-one will know you. Over me the loneliness of trees Rest ‘n’ rustle rolling over me O’ the wandering, O’ the sundering And the humming of your hopes ‘n’ horses, For the tendering and wondering why – O’ the wandering, O’ the sundering O’ how soon, how soon…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
