Текст песни The Navigators - Single Edit - Jethro Tull
Feet
fixed
firm
on
windswept
headland
Far
above
the
raging
sea
Lord
of
all
the
stormy
deeps
The
wealth
of
ages
at
his
knee
Protects
and
nurtures
navigators
Raiders
bold
who
loot
and
plunder
Giving
strength
to
hold
at
bay
The
tallest
wave,
the
savage
thunder
Then,
to
bring
them
home
again
Safe
to
revel
in
their
fame
With
tales
of
valour,
harsh
and
virile
Treasures
taken
in
Gods'
names
Crab
pots
stacked,
fat
diesel
straining
At
the
white
and
foam-flecked
wave
Echo
sounding,
seaman
rounding
Dark
mull
skirts
a
watery
grave
Which
calls
to
lure
brave
navigators
Who
venture
far
from
harbour
home
Burning
with
that
lust
of
feisty
Fisher-folk
who
live
to
roam
Feet
fixed
firm
on
windswept
headland
Far
above
the
raging
sea
Lord
of
all
the
stormy
deeps
The
wealth
of
ages
at
his
knee
Protects
and
nurtures
navigators
Raiders
bold
who
loot
and
plunder
Giving
strength
to
hold
at
bay
The
tallest
wave,
the
savage
thunder
Then,
to
bring
them
home
again
Safe
to
revel
in
their
fame
With
tales
of
valour,
harsh
and
virile
Treasures
taken
in
gods'
names
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