Down And Out And Far From Home

Текст песни Nana Mouskouri - Down And Out And Far From Home

The wind blows chilly
My bag is empty
The road runs narrow
And it's full of holes
I've seen fine cities
And fields of plenty
But none so lovely
As the ones at home

And home is far
Far across the ocean
My house is nothing more now than a song
Oh, come kind brothers
And sing a song for me
It's been a long, long time that I've been gone

I've traveled here
And I've traveled yonder
I've journeyed far and wide
And up and down
But still the pathway I love to wander
Winds down the stony hill to my home town

My friends are far
Far across the ocean
If they've forgotten me it's only fair
Oh, come kind brothers
We'll send a dove to them
And we will drink good health to them and theirs

The wind blows chilly
My bag is empty
The fortune smiled at me a time or so
There's no denying
She's a fine lady
It's your own doing if you let her go
And free is the grass
And sweet grows the jasmine
Though hard times often last a lengthy spell

The sky is light now
The morning's risen
Oh, come kind brothers now
Bid me farewell

Oh, come kind brothers now
Bid me farewell