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The Dubliners

The Night Visiting Song

 

The Night Visiting Song

(альбом: Double Dubliners - 1972)


I must away now, I can no longer tarry
This morning's tempest, I have to cross
I must be guided without a stumble
Into the arms, I love the most

And when he came to his true love's dwelling
He knelt down gently upon a stone
And through her window, he whispered lowly
Is my true lover within, at home?

Wake up, wake up, love, it is thine own true lover
Wake up, wake up, love, and let me in
For I am tired, love, and oh, so weary
And more than near, drenched to the skin

She raised her up on her down soft pillow
She raised her up and she let him in
And they were locked in each other's arms
Until, that long night was past and gone

And when that long night was past and over
And when the small clouds began to grow
He took her hand and kissed, and parted
And he saddled and mounted, and away he did go

I must away now, I can no longer tarry
This morning's tempest, I have to cross
I must be guided without a stumble
Into the arms I love the most

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