Текст песни Rhyme and Time (Heads Hands and Feet) с переводом

I am the traveller

I live for today

And I carry my wealth in my hands

Asking you only

The right to be lonely

And live out my life as I can

When I was young

I would dream of a time

When the flowers would not cease to bloom

Now my days are growing cold

And I know it’s the end of my rhyme

And time

Has passed me by

I am the minstrel

I’ll give you a melody

With these old grey withered hands

Brushing the dust from these strings

I will sing of a time when my thoughts

Were single grained

When I was young

I would dream of a time

When the flowers would not cease to bloom

Now my days are growing cold

And I know it’s the end of my rhyme

And time

Has passed me by

Перевод песни Rhyme and Time