Текст песни: The Fisher King + перевод

I went down by the riverside

That runs between the hazel’d halls

And on an apple-blossomed hill

I slept beside the golden falls

And as I wandered far in sleep

The fisher king flashed blue on gray

I heard a voice come from the deep

And call my name from far away

Rain won’t wash away the memories

And the wind won’t hide her perfume

But it blows

I linger by the western sea

I hear the horseman riding past

Young dreams I dreamt are gone from me

Like summer whispers in the grass

Rain won’t wash away the memories

And the wind won’t hide her perfume

But it blows

Rain won’t wash away the memories

And the wind won’t hide her perfume

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