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Ralph McTell

First And Last Man

 

First And Last Man

(álbum: You Well-Meaning Brought Me Here - 1971)


I am your noble savage, but to me I am a man
The father of my sons, the servant of my woman

And I have made my bow, I take only what I need
I am the maker of fire, and the planter of seed

And I have learned an order in things, and I teach my children
For each seed a star, for each son a generation

I have no time for freedom, barefoot I run in forest leaves
There is pain in birth, but for the dead I do not grieve

I have cut marks on my body, there is beauty in pain
And a sadness in joy, like death and the sunset

I am the willing heathen, I worship everything
I will add new words to my language and write them on the wind

I am the maker of music, and the reader of the heavens
I am the worker of magic, and the fearer of storms

I am the writer in sand. I am the first and last man
And if I could read the future, I would ask you not to come

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