Pretty Maids - '39 - Текст песни

Written by Brian May


 


In the year of 39 assembled here the Volunteers


In the days when lands were few 


Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn


The sweetest sight ever seen


 


And the night followed day


And the story tellers say


That the score brave souls inside 


For many a lonely day sailed acloss the milky seas


Neeer looked back, never feared, never cried


 


Don't you hear my call though you're many years away


Don't you hear me calling you


Write your letter in the sand


For the day I take your hand


In the land that our grandchildren knew


 


In the year of 39 came a ship in from the blue


The volunteers came home that day 


And they bring good news of a world so newly born


Though thier hearts so heavily weigh


For the earth is old and grey


To a new home we'll away


But my love this cannot be


For so many years have gone though I'm older but a year


Your mother's eyes in your eyes cry to me


 


Chorus


 


Don't you hear my call though you're many years away


Don't you hear me calling you


All the letters in the sand cannot heal me like your hand


 


For my life 


Still ahead


Pity me