ฟังเพลงThree Dreamers

Three Dreamers - Bert Jansch

Under the archway across the cold courtyard

Up the stone stairway all pitted and worn

To a room in a shambles with orange-boxes for chairs

Our lives lay scattered still yet to be born

Daylight would show you the cracks in the ceiling

Wallpaper hanging all tattered and torn

It looks like a junkyard of paraphernalia

Where three dreamers dreamed dreams still yet to be born

One was a dreamer a love-torn romantic

Who sang ballads of barons and ladies forlorn

Who carved love-chains of oakwood to capture his sweethearts

And life lay before him still yet to be born

The other was a maker of dreams from his fingers

Like a harp from old Ireland that would play night and morn

He would weave you and spin you a yarn to remember

And leave you with sweet dreams still yet to be born