Текст песни In Those Days - Beverley Craven
There's
a
blanket
of
mist
on
the
dew
coverded
fields
Far
in
the
distance
church
bells
peal
And
a
hazy
white
sunlight
breaks
through
the
dawn
Catching
the
cobwebs
spun
on
the
lawn
And
in
through
the
curtains,
a
thin
shaft
of
light
Capturing
diamonds
of
dust
in
their
flight
In
those
days,
long
before
you
were
born
Those
days,
when
I
was
a
child
As
I
look
back
it
seems
like
only
yesterday
When
I
was
your
age
As
a
golden
red
sun
sets
in
a
mackerel
sky
On
long
summer
evenings
in
twilight
Riding
home
on
your
shoulders,
holding
your
hand
Watching
the
hourglass
filling
with
sand
And
I
still
remember
the
stories
you
read
And
being
carried
back
to
my
own
little
bed
In
those
days,
long
before
you
were
born
Those
days,
when
I
was
a
child
As
I
look
back
it
seems
like
only
yesterday
When
I
was
your
age
And
I
still
remember
the
stories
you
read
And
being
carried
back
to
my
own
little
bed
In
those
days,
long
before
you
were
born
Those
days,
when
I
was
a
child
As
I
look
back
it
seems
like
only
yesterday
When
I
was
your
age
In
those
days,
long
before
you
were
born
Those
days,
when
I
was
a
child
As
I
look
back
it
seems
like
only
yesterday
When
I
was
your
age
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