Píseň Pro Muže Z Nůmenoru Lyrics & Chords By Jan Hrubý & Kukulín

I would I were on yonder hill, it's there I'd sit and cry my fill And every tear would turn a mill ... is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán ...read more

I am a poor wayfarin stranger While travelin through this world below There's no sickness toil or danger In the fair land to which I go I'm goin there to see my mother I'm...read more

I feel the call, the eternity I can't prevail by ages of distress and a life so enslaved memories from my past crawling closer can this lonely night come forth again? I hide...read more

And am I born to die? To lay this body down? And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown A land of deepest shade, Unpierced by human thought, The dreary...read more

How come that blood on your shirt sleeve? Oh dear love tell me me me That is the blood of my gallant grey hawk Who flies across the field, field, Who flies across the field ...read more