Testo Peace - Patrick Kavanagh
Testo della canzone Peace (Patrick Kavanagh), tratta dall'album Almost Everything
And sometimes I am sorry, when the grass
Is growing over the stones in quiet hollows
And the cock's-foot leans across the rutted cart-paths
That I am not the voice of country fellows
Who now are standing by some headland talking
Of turnips and potatoes or young corn
Of turf-banks stripped for victory
Here peace is still hawking his coloured combs
And scarves and beads of horn
Upon a headland by a whinny hedge
A hare sits looking down a leaf-lapped furrow
There's an old plough upside down on a weedy ridge
And some one is shouldering home a saddle-harrow
Out of that childhood country what fools climb
To fight with tyrants, Love and Life and Time?
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Writer(s): Patrick Kavanagh, Cormac Butler
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