Текст песни Sing to me of Dover (Krista Detor) с переводом

Lay the harp to rest, song to play on winter Sunday

When the fields are white and all the fences mended new

And when the moon is silver o’er the river, hours of light are few

You can sing to me of Dover and the one whose love was true

Round the sheep and lamb, warm we’ll be on winter Sunday

When the wool is spun around us, blankets mended new

And when the moon is silver o’er the river, hours of light are few

You can sing to me of Dover and the one whose love was true

Mill the wheat and rye, bread we’ll bake on winter Sunday

When the fire is steady and the baskets mended new

And when the moon is silver o’er the river, hours of light are few

You can sing to me of Dover and the one whose love was true

Gather herb and flower, sweet will be our winter Sunday

When the kettle simmers and the wreaths are mended new

And when the moon is silver o’er the river, hours of light are few

You can sing to me of Dover and the one whose love was true

Cry no autumn day, cry no more, come winter Sunday

Joy in all the world, and we will make the year anew

And when the moon is silver o’er the river, hours of light are few

You can sing a Merry Christmas, and I’ll see it back to you

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