Текст песни John O'Dreams (Christy Moore) с переводом

Across the hill the sun has gone astray

Tomorrows cares are many dreams away

The stars are flying, your candle’s dying

Yield up the night time to oldJohn O’Dreams

Both man and master in the night are one

All things are equal when the day is done

The prince and the ploughman, the slave the free man

All find their comfort in old John O’Dreams

All find their comfort in old John O’Dreams

When sleep it comes the dreams come running clear

The hawks of morning cannot reach you here

Sleep is a river, flow on for ever

And for your boatman choose old John O’Dreams

Yes for your boatman choose old John O’Dreams

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