Blackmore's Night
Wind in the Willows
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 fishes a jug of red wine
To share on our journey with all of mankind."
So I asked them to tell me their name 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 share in our wine"
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
peoples kings
all of the one god that knows everything
"We re traveling to Glaston
Over Engl s green lanes
To hear of men s troubles
To hear of their pains
We travel the wide world
Over l the sea
To tell all the people
How they can be free..."
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...