Texty:
Blackmore S Night The Village Lanterne

Preklad: Blackmore Night. Village Lucerna.

Over on the hill There grows a flower Growing quicker still More perfect by the hour Deep within that flower Is a tiny chair All a-fringed with gold

(Instrumental) Sweet child in time youll see the line The line thats drawn between the good and the bad See the blind man shooting at the world Bullets

But it?s the noble heart That makes you strong And in that heart, I'm with you all along... *The olde village lanterne Is calling me onward Leading wherever I roam The olde village lanterne

the closed-down market Kicking up the paper, with his worn out shoes? In his eyes you see no pride And held loosely at his side Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's

But it?s the noble heart That makes you strong And in that heart, I'm with you all along... *The olde village lanterne Is calling me onward Leading wherever I roam The olde village lanterne

's the noble heart That makes you strong And in that heart, I'm with you all along... *The olde village lanterne Is calling me onward Leading wherever I roam The olde village