Текст песни Down Where the Willow Wands Weep - Alasdair Roberts
I
took
my
only
young
son
and
my
only
daughter
Down
where
the
willow
wands
weep
into
the
water
And
Walter,
my
young
son,
he
reached
up
and
caught
her
When
away
like
a
seedling,
a
gentle
wind
brought
her
I
had
a
daughter
and
a
son
But
in
the
undergrowth
I
lost
them
For
I
am
made
of
blood
and
bone
And
they
are
made
of
bud
and
blossom
And
all
the
sorrows
of
their
sires
Their
sinning
and
wrongdoing
cost
me
Upon
the
thorny,
thorny
briars
May
the
wild
water
toss
me
And
so
I'll
leave
my
native
land
Clad
in
birch
and
rhododendron
In
Caerleon,
Albion,
and
Man
May
river
flow
and
ever
wend
on
May
river
flow
and
ever
wend
on
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