Текст песни Roots Of Oak

Shadow of cloud falls and with it a chill

High o'er heather, hawk hover the hill

Just begun is my journey and Danu's my name

I am the juggler of fortune and fame

Let me not hear facts, figures and logic

Fain would I hear lore, legends and magic

Let me not hear facts, figures and logic

Fain would I hear lore, legends and magic

Let me not hear facts, figures and logic

Fain would I hear lore, legends and magic

Let me not hear facts, figures and logic

Fain would I hear lore, legends and magic
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Feathers of raven, slithers of coal

Armour of silver in the mackerel shoal

Sun in the west it is ruby blood red

Travelers a-weary do make their bed

Let me not hear facts, figures and logic

Fain would I hear lore, legends and magic

Let me not hear facts, figures and logic

Fain would I hear lore, legends and magic

Let me not hear facts, figures and logic

Fain would I hear lore, legends and magic

Let me not hear facts, figures and logic

Fain would I hear lore, legends and magic