mercoledì 17 dicembre 2014

I bid you all a very fond farewell


I saw the light fade from the sky 
On the wind I heard a sigh 
As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers 
I will say this last goodbye 

Night is now falling 
So ends this day 
The road is now calling 
And I must away 
Over hill and under tree 
Through lands where never light has shone 
By silver streams that run down to the sea 

Under cloud, beneath the stars 
Over snow one winter’s morn 
I turn at last to paths that lead home 
And though where the road then takes me 
I cannot tell 
We came all this way 
But now comes the day 
To bid you farewell 
Many places I have been 
Many sorrows I have seen 
But I don’t regret 
Nor will I forget 
All who took the road with me 

Night is now falling 
So ends this day 
The road is now calling 
And I must away 
Over hill and under tree 
Through lands where never light has shone 
By silver streams that run down to the sea 

To these memories I will hold 
With your blessing I will go 
To turn at last to paths that lead home 
And though where the road then takes me 
I cannot tell 
We came all this way 
But now comes the day 
To bid you farewell 

I bid you all a very fond farewell.

The Last Goodbye
Billy Boyd



This is not a farewell. Not for me.

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