Песня живой воды. Мик Бокс, Фил Лэнзон, Uriah Heep

На берег ночью я пришёл
искать живую воду.
Увидел призрачную тень,
вокруг полно народу.
Желая девушкам любви,
запело привидение,
даря сердечную печаль
и страстное смятение.

Приходили слушать за много миль,
забывая свои труды,
среди ночи внимали на берегу
песне живой воды.

Когда вернулся через ночь,
затихло всё тревожно,
и наклонился над водой
я так неосторожно.
"Уйди", - ответила вода. -
"Твоей не будет песни".
Мигал огнями рядом порт
обманчиво, железно.

Приходили слушать за много миль,
забывая свои труды,
ожидали в полночь на берегу
песню живой воды.

Но никто не видел больше призрака, увы.
Стало грустно в нашем городке.
И когда забылись откровения его,
мы нашли гитару на песке.

Приходили слушать за много миль,
забывая свои труды.
Это было в полночь, на берегу,
у самой живой воды.

Прибывали многие за сотни миль
на концерт молодой звезды.
Не забудут волшебной гитары звон
и песню живой воды.

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Песня Waters Flowin' с альбома
Living the Dream (2018) ансамбля
Uriah Heep уже семь лет служит
"звонком" на моём телефоне -
и никак не надоест!


I walked down to the Quay at midnight,
to watch the waters flowin'.
Saw a shadow playin' there,
his audience was growin'.
He sang to all the young girls there,
about a deeper yearning
And all the eyes and all the ears,
could feel his passion burning.

And the people would come from miles around,
Just to listen to his sweet sound.
It was every time just about midnight
Down by the waters flowin'.

Then one night as I was walking,
I felt a sense of fear.
The deep dark water seemed to say
There's nothing for you here.
Then I thought that I saw something,
that chilled me to the bone,
But harbour lights play tricks on eyes,
I turned and headed home.

And the people would come from miles around,
Just to listen to his sweet sound.
It was every time just about midnight
Down by the waters flowin'.

No one ever saw the man or heard him play again,
So sad to hear that he had gone.
Then one day upon the sand they found his old guitar
But would it ever play that sweet song again.

And the people would come from miles around,
Just to listen to his sweet sound.
It was every time just about midnight
Down by the waters flowin'.

And the people would come from miles around,
Just to listen to his sweet sound.
But the only song that guitar would play,
Was down by the waters flowin'.

Down by the waters flowin'.