Текст песни Scotland (Eric Farr) с переводом

The valley was green

But greener the shadow

That cast across it each afternoon

The ship’s rocking felt safe

But safer in shallows

I held my little sister and sang songs she knew

But soon we’d all forgotten

Every rhyme and melody

We’d carried from Scotland

And the green braided fern wreathes

Dress the anchors like funeral garlands

We’d meet under the trees

The ash and the rowan

We’d lie on our backs and look up through the leaves

When my friend turned to me

And asked, «where are you going?»

I couldn’t speak, and I struggled to breathe

But soon we’d all forgotten

Every friend and family

We’d left back in Scotland

And the green braided fern wreathes

Dress the anchors like funeral garlands

Now who has the valley?

And who chases the shadow?

And who tends the trail to the rowan tree grove?

And who will revive

The earth that’s been fallowed?

And what will I do with the things I’ve learned to grow?

Great Mercy and Pardon

Wait beyond this vanity

And in no valley in Scotland

And the green braided fern wreathes

Will become ground beneath a garden

The clouds are American cotton

From this starboard balcony

The sea, the rough wool from Scotland

And the green braided fern wreathes

Will become ground beneath a garde

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