Zaterdag 16 mei 2009
THE LAST FAREWELL
THE LAST FAREWELL - Roger Wittacker
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There 's a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbor
Tomorrow for old England she sails
Far away from your land of endless sunshine
to my land of rainy skies and gales
And I shall be abord that ship tomorrow
Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell
For you are beautifull, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than a spoken word can tell ( x 2 )
I' ve heard there 's a wicked war a-blazing
And the taste of war I know so very well
Even now I see the foreign flag a-raising
Their guns on fire as we sail into hell
I have no fear of death, it brings no sorrow
But how bitter will be this last farewell
For you are beautifull, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than a spoken word can tell ( x 2 )
Though death and darkness gather all about me
My ship be torn apart upon the seas
I shall smell again the fragrance of these islands
And the heaving waves that brought me once to thee
And should I return home safe again to England
I shall watch the English mist roll through the dale
For you are beautifull. I have loved you dearly
More dearly than a spoken word can tell ( x 2 )
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Beeld van gevonden "oudzeeroest" op het strand en een strandkei.
Hoogte 80 cm, breedte 68 cm.
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If you want to hear the song "The Last Farewell" from Roger Wittacker, go to You Tube.
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There 's a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbor
Tomorrow for old England she sails
Far away from your land of endless sunshine
to my land of rainy skies and gales
And I shall be abord that ship tomorrow
Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell
For you are beautifull, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than a spoken word can tell ( x 2 )
I' ve heard there 's a wicked war a-blazing
And the taste of war I know so very well
Even now I see the foreign flag a-raising
Their guns on fire as we sail into hell
I have no fear of death, it brings no sorrow
But how bitter will be this last farewell
For you are beautifull, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than a spoken word can tell ( x 2 )
Though death and darkness gather all about me
My ship be torn apart upon the seas
I shall smell again the fragrance of these islands
And the heaving waves that brought me once to thee
And should I return home safe again to England
I shall watch the English mist roll through the dale
For you are beautifull. I have loved you dearly
More dearly than a spoken word can tell ( x 2 )
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Beeld van gevonden "oudzeeroest" op het strand en een strandkei.
Hoogte 80 cm, breedte 68 cm.
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If you want to hear the song "The Last Farewell" from Roger Wittacker, go to You Tube.