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ترانه و شعر با صدای Johnny Flynn
Walking in my mourning in the morning Let me tell you of the ashes of the great Sun is risen for dawning, let the dawn in Let me lift my heart and free my song from pain
To the song, to the song of Wandering Aengus
People talk of rain, now for the pain Now in the swing of all the people at the gate Call of many folks now in the woods, bow down to Cyprus Through the hazel wood and [?] For the song, for the song of Wandering Aengus
To step amidst the ferns who gently learn To whisper solitude to sunlight through the breaks I have seen your name writ through the clothes Knit [?] swelling in the fire I made last night
With the song, with the song of Wandering Aengus With the song, with the song of Wandering Aengus
Walking in my mourning in the morning Let me tell you of the ashes of the great Sun is risen for dawning, let the dawn in Let me lift my heart and free myself from hate
To the song, to the song of Wandering Aengus To the song, to the song of Wandering Aengus
آثار دیگر از Johnny Flynn
