William Garza
Veteran Member
- Time of past OR future Camino
- Camino Frances, The Jakobsweg
Will you have them wait pilgrim
Those whose eyes have gone before
Whose...lives,have gone before
Will you follow in hallowed steps
Days of old have passed into the nite
And stars are what remain
Voices old and growing cold
Out on the mear
And silence deep they wait in holy silence
Among the woods and fair
Their breath has pulled away to wait between sea and stars
Where are you my fair traveler
Where have you gone from beside me
The pipes grown silent
And bodhran hearts fading
Will your voices carry the joyfull noise?
Will you be their ship
Angus,Ard Righ the eyes of fallen kings lie heavy on those who heard the cry on winds
In the deeps of nights
Peasant Princes share the cups at evenings fall
Ruddy red and gold for the flag
Sharing er they have
For joy and good betroth to all
Eyes from tavern,glen and shades
Look upon and smile at travelers pass
And quiet among the meadows lay
Those who lost the Way
Hopes did not and failed to pass
Child,exeter and lass
You hear voices raised upon errant breeze
A gentle push to raise you up the pass
The night is not without its hunger
And gentle breath upon your cheeks to lay your head onto your pillow
And rest will work its wonder
To raise you up on mornings breeze
Eternal choirs they draw the new day
Eternal eyes along the Way
Will you make them wait Pilgrim...
Those whose eyes have gone before
Whose...lives,have gone before
Will you follow in hallowed steps
Days of old have passed into the nite
And stars are what remain
Voices old and growing cold
Out on the mear
And silence deep they wait in holy silence
Among the woods and fair
Their breath has pulled away to wait between sea and stars
Where are you my fair traveler
Where have you gone from beside me
The pipes grown silent
And bodhran hearts fading
Will your voices carry the joyfull noise?
Will you be their ship
Angus,Ard Righ the eyes of fallen kings lie heavy on those who heard the cry on winds
In the deeps of nights
Peasant Princes share the cups at evenings fall
Ruddy red and gold for the flag
Sharing er they have
For joy and good betroth to all
Eyes from tavern,glen and shades
Look upon and smile at travelers pass
And quiet among the meadows lay
Those who lost the Way
Hopes did not and failed to pass
Child,exeter and lass
You hear voices raised upon errant breeze
A gentle push to raise you up the pass
The night is not without its hunger
And gentle breath upon your cheeks to lay your head onto your pillow
And rest will work its wonder
To raise you up on mornings breeze
Eternal choirs they draw the new day
Eternal eyes along the Way
Will you make them wait Pilgrim...