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Childe The Hunter

アーティスト:Seth Lakeman  アルバム:Freedom Fields 

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Come and listen, brave and tall, The greatest tale I have to tell you, It was a bleak and barren moor. In ancient days he fell. There rode a man of high renown His name it came as hunter Childe. Every day he chased heath and waste On a moor so black and wild. The wind blew in and that hunter Fell upon a bed of snow. The night drew in and that thunder Stuck him in a steady hole. He looked up high and he begged her "Let me see my lover home"., The moon called out to the hunter "Come into the shadows". He drew a knife from off his back, Upon the ground his horse was lying. He cut a measure, just full size To rest there for the night. With his finger dipped in blood He scrabbled words along the stones, "Upon my will, God fulfill, Rest these heavy bones". The wind blew in and that hunter Fell upon a bed of snow.


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