Текст песни: Suppertime + перевод

When I was but a boy in days of childhood

I used to play 'till evening shadows come

Then, winding down an old familiar pathway

I heard my mother call at set of sun

«Come home, come home! It’s suppertime!»

The shadows weave in fast!

«Come home, come home! It’s suppertime!»

We’re going home at last

(Some of the fondest memories of my childhood

were woven around suppertime

when mom would come the backsteps of our homeplace

She’d say: «George, come on in! It’s suppertime!»

Oh, oh, Mother! How I’d love to hear her once more!

But you know, for me

Time has woven the realisation of the truth

And that’s even more worthy

And that’s when the Lord comes to the portal of GLORY

and says to come on in for suppertime

And we’ll be gathered around the table

with the LORD himself

At the greatest

the greatest suppertime

of the LORD.)

In visions, now, I see her standing yonder

And her familiar voice I hear once more

The banquet table’s ready up in heaven

Ah, it’s suppertime upon the golden shore

«Come home, come home! It’s suppertime!»

The shadows weave in fast

«Come home, come home! It’s suppertime!»

We’re going home at last

WE’RE GOING HOME

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