Lyrics Blackmore's Night - Wind In The Willows
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As I went a walking
One morning in spring
I met with some travelers
On an old country lane
One was an old man
The second a maid
The third was a young boy who smiled as he said
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie...
We have bread and fishes and a jug of red wine
To share on our journey with all of mankind."
So I asked them to tell me their name and their race
So I could remember each smile on their face
"Our names, they mean nothing...
They change throughout time
So come sit beside us and share in our wine"
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie...
We have bread and fishes and a jug of red wine
To share on our journey with all of mankind."
So I sat down beside them
With flowers all around
We et from a mantle
Spread out on the ground
They told me of prophets
And peoples and kings
And all of the one god that knows everything
"We're traveling to Glaston
Over England's green lanes
To hear of men's troubles
To hear of their pains
We travel the wide world
Over land and the sea
To tell all the people
How they can be free..."
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie...
We have bread and fishes and a jug of red wine
To share on our journey with all of mankind."
So sadly I left them
On that old country lane
For I knew that I'd never see them again
One was an old man
The second a maid
The third was a young boy who smiled as he said...
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie...
We have bread and fishes and a jug of red wine
To share on our journey with all of mankind."
Как-то раз я вышел погулять
Один весенним утром,
И встретил странников
На тропинке к старой деревушке.
Один из них был стариком,
Второй – девушкой,
Ну а третий был юнцом, что улыбнулся и сказал:
«Вместе с ветром среди ивовых ветвей,
С птицами в небесах,
Яркое солнце греет нас, где бы ни были мы…
Есть у нас хлеб, рыба и кувшинчик красного вина,
Которым мы готовы поделиться с каждым, кого встретим»!
Я спросил как их зовут и куда держат путь,
И я помню, как они улыбнулись в ответ:
«Наши имена не столь важны…
С течением времени меняются они,
Давай же, присядь рядом с нами и вкуси нашего вина!»
«Вместе с ветром среди ивовых ветвей,
С птицами в небесах,
Яркое солнце греет нас, где бы ни были мы…
Есть у нас хлеб, рыба и кувшинчик красного вина,
Которым мы готовы поделиться с каждым, кого встретим»!
Я присел рядом с ними,
Там среди цветов
Мы разостлали плащ
На земле.
Они рассказывали мне о пророках,
Народах и царях,
И о едином для всех Боге, что есть в каждом из нас.
«Мы держим путь в Гластон,
По английским лугам,
Мы наслышаны о людских проблемах,
О людских страданиях,
Мы путешествуем по всему земному шару,
По землям и морям,
Чтобы донести до людей,
Что они могут быть свободными от печалей…»
«Вместе с ветром среди ивовых ветвей,
С птицами в небесах,
Яркое солнце греет нас, где бы ни были мы…
Есть у нас хлеб, рыба и кувшинчик красного вина,
Которым мы готовы поделиться с каждым, кого встретим»!
Так грустно было расставаться с ними
На той тропинке,
Ведь я понимал, что никогда не увижу их вновь.
Один из них был стариком,
Второй – девушкой,
Ну а третий был юнцом, что улыбнулся и сказал:
«Вместе с ветром среди ивовых ветвей,
С птицами в небесах,
Яркое солнце греет нас, где бы ни были мы…
Есть у нас хлеб, рыба и кувшинчик красного вина,
Которым мы готовы поделиться с каждым, кого встретим»!
One morning in spring
I met with some travelers
On an old country lane
One was an old man
The second a maid
The third was a young boy who smiled as he said
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie...
We have bread and fishes and a jug of red wine
To share on our journey with all of mankind."
So I asked them to tell me their name and their race
So I could remember each smile on their face
"Our names, they mean nothing...
They change throughout time
So come sit beside us and share in our wine"
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie...
We have bread and fishes and a jug of red wine
To share on our journey with all of mankind."
So I sat down beside them
With flowers all around
We et from a mantle
Spread out on the ground
They told me of prophets
And peoples and kings
And all of the one god that knows everything
"We're traveling to Glaston
Over England's green lanes
To hear of men's troubles
To hear of their pains
We travel the wide world
Over land and the sea
To tell all the people
How they can be free..."
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie...
We have bread and fishes and a jug of red wine
To share on our journey with all of mankind."
So sadly I left them
On that old country lane
For I knew that I'd never see them again
One was an old man
The second a maid
The third was a young boy who smiled as he said...
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie...
We have bread and fishes and a jug of red wine
To share on our journey with all of mankind."
Как-то раз я вышел погулять
Один весенним утром,
И встретил странников
На тропинке к старой деревушке.
Один из них был стариком,
Второй – девушкой,
Ну а третий был юнцом, что улыбнулся и сказал:
«Вместе с ветром среди ивовых ветвей,
С птицами в небесах,
Яркое солнце греет нас, где бы ни были мы…
Есть у нас хлеб, рыба и кувшинчик красного вина,
Которым мы готовы поделиться с каждым, кого встретим»!
Я спросил как их зовут и куда держат путь,
И я помню, как они улыбнулись в ответ:
«Наши имена не столь важны…
С течением времени меняются они,
Давай же, присядь рядом с нами и вкуси нашего вина!»
«Вместе с ветром среди ивовых ветвей,
С птицами в небесах,
Яркое солнце греет нас, где бы ни были мы…
Есть у нас хлеб, рыба и кувшинчик красного вина,
Которым мы готовы поделиться с каждым, кого встретим»!
Я присел рядом с ними,
Там среди цветов
Мы разостлали плащ
На земле.
Они рассказывали мне о пророках,
Народах и царях,
И о едином для всех Боге, что есть в каждом из нас.
«Мы держим путь в Гластон,
По английским лугам,
Мы наслышаны о людских проблемах,
О людских страданиях,
Мы путешествуем по всему земному шару,
По землям и морям,
Чтобы донести до людей,
Что они могут быть свободными от печалей…»
«Вместе с ветром среди ивовых ветвей,
С птицами в небесах,
Яркое солнце греет нас, где бы ни были мы…
Есть у нас хлеб, рыба и кувшинчик красного вина,
Которым мы готовы поделиться с каждым, кого встретим»!
Так грустно было расставаться с ними
На той тропинке,
Ведь я понимал, что никогда не увижу их вновь.
Один из них был стариком,
Второй – девушкой,
Ну а третий был юнцом, что улыбнулся и сказал:
«Вместе с ветром среди ивовых ветвей,
С птицами в небесах,
Яркое солнце греет нас, где бы ни были мы…
Есть у нас хлеб, рыба и кувшинчик красного вина,
Которым мы готовы поделиться с каждым, кого встретим»!
As I went a walking
One morning in spring
I met with some travelers
On an old country lane
One was an old man
The second a maid
Smith as he said
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
Where you we lie ...
Jug of red wine
To all of mankind. & Quot;
So I asked them to tell me their name and their race
So I could remember each other
& quot; Our names, they mean nothing ...
They change throughout time
So come in our wine & quot;
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
Where you we lie ...
Jug of red wine
To all of mankind. & Quot;
So I sat down beside them
With flowers all around
We et from a mantle
Spread out on the ground
They told me of prophets
And peoples and kings
Goddess knows
"We're traveling to Glaston
Over england's green lanes
To hear of men's troubles
To hear of their pains
We travel the wide world
Over land and the sea
To tell all the people
How they can be free ... & quot;
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
Where you we lie ...
Jug of red wine
To all of mankind. & Quot;
So sadly I left them
On that old country lane
For I knew that I never see them again.
One was an old man
The second a maid
The third was a young boy who smiled as he said ...
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
Where you we lie ...
Jug of red wine
To all of mankind. & Quot;
I once went out for a walk
One spring morning,
And met the wanderers
On the path to the old village.
One of them was an old man
The second is a girlfriend
Well, the third one was a youth that smiled and said:
"Together with the wind among the willow branches,
With birds in the sky,
The bright sun warms us wherever we are ...
We have bread, fish and a jug of red wine,
Which we are ready to share with everyone we meet! ”
I asked what their name is and where they are going,
And I remember how they smiled in response:
“Our names are not so important ...
Over time, they change
Come sit down with us and taste our wine! ”
"Together with the wind among the willow branches,
With birds in the sky,
The bright sun warms us wherever we are ...
We have bread, fish and a jug of red wine,
Which we are ready to share with everyone we meet! ”
I sat down next to them
There among the flowers
We spread the cloak
On the ground.
They told me about the prophets,
Peoples and Kings,
And about the same God for all that is in each of us.
"We are on our way to Glaston,
In English meadows,
We have heard about human problems
About human suffering
We travel around the globe,
By land and sea,
To convey to people
That they can be free from sorrow ... "
"Together with the wind among the willow branches,
With birds in the sky,
The bright sun warms us wherever we are ...
We have bread, fish and a jug of red wine,
Which we are ready to share with everyone we meet! ”
So sad to part with them
On the path
After all, I realized that I would never see them again.
One of them was an old man
The second is a girlfriend
Well, the third one was a youth that smiled and said:
"Together with the wind among the willow branches,
With birds in the sky,
The bright sun warms us wherever we are ...
We have bread, fish and a jug of red wine,
Which we are ready to share with everyone we meet! ”
One morning in spring
I met with some travelers
On an old country lane
One was an old man
The second a maid
Smith as he said
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
Where you we lie ...
Jug of red wine
To all of mankind. & Quot;
So I asked them to tell me their name and their race
So I could remember each other
& quot; Our names, they mean nothing ...
They change throughout time
So come in our wine & quot;
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
Where you we lie ...
Jug of red wine
To all of mankind. & Quot;
So I sat down beside them
With flowers all around
We et from a mantle
Spread out on the ground
They told me of prophets
And peoples and kings
Goddess knows
"We're traveling to Glaston
Over england's green lanes
To hear of men's troubles
To hear of their pains
We travel the wide world
Over land and the sea
To tell all the people
How they can be free ... & quot;
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
Where you we lie ...
Jug of red wine
To all of mankind. & Quot;
So sadly I left them
On that old country lane
For I knew that I never see them again.
One was an old man
The second a maid
The third was a young boy who smiled as he said ...
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
Where you we lie ...
Jug of red wine
To all of mankind. & Quot;
I once went out for a walk
One spring morning,
And met the wanderers
On the path to the old village.
One of them was an old man
The second is a girlfriend
Well, the third one was a youth that smiled and said:
"Together with the wind among the willow branches,
With birds in the sky,
The bright sun warms us wherever we are ...
We have bread, fish and a jug of red wine,
Which we are ready to share with everyone we meet! ”
I asked what their name is and where they are going,
And I remember how they smiled in response:
“Our names are not so important ...
Over time, they change
Come sit down with us and taste our wine! ”
"Together with the wind among the willow branches,
With birds in the sky,
The bright sun warms us wherever we are ...
We have bread, fish and a jug of red wine,
Which we are ready to share with everyone we meet! ”
I sat down next to them
There among the flowers
We spread the cloak
On the ground.
They told me about the prophets,
Peoples and Kings,
And about the same God for all that is in each of us.
"We are on our way to Glaston,
In English meadows,
We have heard about human problems
About human suffering
We travel around the globe,
By land and sea,
To convey to people
That they can be free from sorrow ... "
"Together with the wind among the willow branches,
With birds in the sky,
The bright sun warms us wherever we are ...
We have bread, fish and a jug of red wine,
Which we are ready to share with everyone we meet! ”
So sad to part with them
On the path
After all, I realized that I would never see them again.
One of them was an old man
The second is a girlfriend
Well, the third one was a youth that smiled and said:
"Together with the wind among the willow branches,
With birds in the sky,
The bright sun warms us wherever we are ...
We have bread, fish and a jug of red wine,
Which we are ready to share with everyone we meet! ”