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letra de birdsong - anthony phillips

i hear the birds come greet me in my morning,
they sing the songs of love in tongues of ages past,
and all the while a vision is unfolding,
the moorhen pipes at me, “don’t sleep the day away”.
and so with cautious steps i tread
a measured path through vale and rook,
and many signs you’d want to take me with you.
and i go down to the landing,
heron’s flood flows on storm-clothed
as the harbour lights guide the wanderers home.
i see the sun come greet me in his dawning,
he holds the seed of life within his aged hands.
and, in the sky, a vast procession streaming,
royal banners held aloft to mark the halcyon time.
and so i walk in meads below,
amongst the springs and weevil-gall,
in myriad throngs the gr-ss will take me with you.
and i climb up to the hawk’s throne,
cragsh-rn lies at umbrian
and the marram-slopes span the sapient sky.
i feel the night come bidding me his greeting,
he draws a glowing veil upon a sleepy world.
and in the sky the stars roll through the heavens,
below, the new-hatched dove stares wondrously above.
and so to esma i am come
to forge a p-ssageway through time
and all, too soon, you’d come to take me with you.
and i strike north to the veldt-plains,
dorn ridge melts in snow-gold.
as the moorhen
pipes the pinkery moon.
birdsong, so sweetly, hear them calling you
birdsong, so sweetly, hark they’re calling you.

- anthony phillips

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