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Why sweet slum -- ber now dis -- tur -- bing, | Why sweet slum -- ber now dis -- tur -- bing, | ||
Why break | Why break the mid -- night peace, | ||
Why the sons of toil per -- tur -- bing, | Why the sons of toil per -- tur -- bing, | ||
Have their hours of rest to cease? | Have their hours of rest to cease? | ||
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'''2.''' The twinkling stars, through night shade peering, | |||
Blink above with heavenly light | |||
On the sleeping world, as a voice calls clear, | |||
In the stilly air of the sable night. | |||
Ho ! marrows, 'tis the Caller cries, | |||
And his voice in the gloom of the night mist dies. | |||
'''3.''' The collier sleeps, e'en now he's dreaming | |||
Of a pure bright world and loved ones there, | |||
He basks in the rays of fortune beaming | |||
In some far land, full and fair. | |||
Ho ! marrows, 'tis the Caller cries, | |||
And his voice in the gloom of the night mist dies. | |||
'''4.''' Dream on, thou poor and ill-used collier, | |||
For slaves should aye have visions bright, | |||
There's one above who deems thee holier | |||
Than the wealthiest in his sight. | |||
Ho ! marrows, 'tis the Caller cries, | |||
And his voice in the gloom of the night mist dies. | |||
'''5.''' Speed, thee, old man, let him slumber | |||
When happy thoughts are in his breast; | |||
Why should the world his peace encumber? | |||
Go, let the weary collier rest. | |||
Ho ! marrows, 'tis the Caller cries, | |||
And his voice in the gloom of the night mist dies. | |||
</poem> | |||
== siehe auch == | |||
* [[wikipedia:en:The Caller (folk song)]] | |||
[[Kategorie:Folksong]] | |||
[[Kategorie:englische Lieder]] | |||
Aktuelle Version vom 6. Juni 2017, 17:19 Uhr
| The Caller | |
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| Text & Melodie | Edward “Ned” Corvan |
| Urheberrecht | |
| Melodie und Liedtext sind Gemeinfrei. Sie können beliebig vervielfältigt und weitergegeben werden.
Mehr dieser Lieder findest du in unserem JuLiBu. | |
| Liederbücher | |
| Codex | x |
| Bulibu I | x |
| Bulibu II | x |
| Liederbock | x |
| Schwarzer Adler | x |
| Wandervogel | x |
| Zupfgeigenhansl | x |
| Jurtenburg | x |
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Why sweet slum -- ber now dis -- tur -- bing,
Why break the mid -- night peace,
Why the sons of toil per -- tur -- bing,
Have their hours of rest to cease?
Ho! mar -- rows, 'tis the Cal -- ler cries,
And his voice in the gloom of the night mist dies.
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2. The twinkling stars, through night shade peering,
Blink above with heavenly light
On the sleeping world, as a voice calls clear,
In the stilly air of the sable night.
Ho ! marrows, 'tis the Caller cries,
And his voice in the gloom of the night mist dies.
3. The collier sleeps, e'en now he's dreaming
Of a pure bright world and loved ones there,
He basks in the rays of fortune beaming
In some far land, full and fair.
Ho ! marrows, 'tis the Caller cries,
And his voice in the gloom of the night mist dies.
4. Dream on, thou poor and ill-used collier,
For slaves should aye have visions bright,
There's one above who deems thee holier
Than the wealthiest in his sight.
Ho ! marrows, 'tis the Caller cries,
And his voice in the gloom of the night mist dies.
5. Speed, thee, old man, let him slumber
When happy thoughts are in his breast;
Why should the world his peace encumber?
Go, let the weary collier rest.
Ho ! marrows, 'tis the Caller cries,
And his voice in the gloom of the night mist dies.