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Three Horses

アーティスト:Joan Baez  アルバム:Blessed Are... 

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In the early dawn a stallion white Prances the hills in the morning light. His bridle is painted with thunder and gold, Orchids and dragons, pale knights of old. He is the horse of the ages past. And now the children run to see The stallion on the hill, Bringing bags of apples And of clover they have filled. And the white horse tells his stories Of the days now past and gone And the children stand a-wondering Believing every song. How brightly glows the past. When the sun is high comes a mare so red, Trampling the graves of the living and dead. Her mantle is heavy with mirrors and glass, All is reflected when the red mare does pass. She is the horse of the here and now. And now there is confusion Amongst the children on the hill. They cling to one another And no longer can be still. While the red mare's voice is trembling With a rare and mighty call, The children start remembering The bearers and the pall. And though their many-colored sweaters


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