THE HOLY CITY *
Last night I lay a-sleeping There came a dream so fair, I stood in old Jerusalem Beside the temple there. I heard the children singing,
Last night I lay a-sleeping There came a dream so fair, I stood in old Jerusalem Beside the temple there. I heard the children singing,
There’s a warm summer breeze makes the red poppies dance As the sun ever shines on the green fields of France Well, how do you
The First Noel, the Angels did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay In fields where they lay keeping their sheep
By a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling “Michael they have taking you away For you stole Travellyn´s corn so that the
The Dutchman’s not the kind of man To keeps his thumb jammed in the dam That holds his dreams in But that’s a secret that
Wrap the Starry Plough around me Let the piper’s air resound me There I rest until the Lord of Love I’ll meet When I was
Say goodbye my own true lover As we sing a lovers song How it breaks my heart to leave you Now the carnival is gone
I am just a poor boy, though my story is seldom told.I have squandered my resistance,For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises.All lies and
I never meant to hurt you, I never meant to make you cry.If only I could tell you,if only you could ask me why. Feel
When first I saw the love-light in your eyes I dreamed the world held not but joy for me And even though we drifted far