Текст песни The Loving Voices - Morris & Rivers

Messages from father
The snow is colored black
Horses pull the rollers
Hoping to come back

Darling fetch the doctor
Our Daisy fallen sick
Run into the flurries
Tell him to come quick

Listen to those loving voices
They're all that matters now
You knew at the beginning
You'd hear them on the way

Listen to those loving voices
The space that they allow
Just beyond your fingertips
Though never far away

Toil in the kitchen
Search the empty stores
A broth of savored morsels
The line is out the door

Our wassail hungry families
In wool and flannel muffs
Bring fruit and mulling ciders
Children tugging at their cuffs

Listen to those loving voices
They're all that matters now
You knew at the beginning
You'd hear them on the way

Listen to those loving voices
The space that they allow
Just beyond your fingertips
Though never far away

Around the cherry squeezebox
Clutching silver stars
Sing for humble stables
And wanderers afar

Our boys are marching homeward
To barns and village night
Making wreaths for peacetime
With evergreens and light

Listen to those loving voices
They're all that matters now
You knew at the beginning
You'd hear them on the way

Listen to those loving voices
The space that they allow
Just beyond your fingertips
Though never far away