Текст песни The Picture on the Wall (Tom Roush) с переводом

'Tis noon of night, the sable clouds

Hang weeping in the sky

Alone I sit, where fancies flit

Like spectral shadows by

Me thinks I see familiar forms

And on before them all

So fair, so calm, so wondrous like

Wondrous like the picture on the wall

Among the brave and loyal

How many loved ones fall

Whose friends, bereft

Have only left, only left

A picture on the wall

I hear the press of eager feet

Upon my parlor floor

A moment, and my willing arms

Enclasp my boy once more

I feel his warm breath on my cheek

But when his name I call

A shadowy finger points to me

Points me to his picture on the wall

Among the brave and loyal

How many loved ones fall

Whose friends, bereft

Have only left, only left

A picture on the wall

The moon’s full radiance struggles through

And lights my room once more

Thus shall heav’n, O heart of mine

Thy seeming loss restore

Its light shall gild the present gloom

And sweeter spells enthral

Than that which binds me to this sweet

To this sweet true Picture on the Wall

Among the brave and loyal

How many loved ones fall

Whose friends, bereft

Have only left, only left

A picture on the wall

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