Тексты песен Blake

And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen? And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon our clouded hi

Wherever you are look at the stars tonight Whatever you do don't forget to shine The second you feel like you don't know what's real And you're running to stand still You know you can stand still and

Oh, the summer time is coming, And the trees are sweetly blooming, And the wild mountain thyme Grows around the purple heather. Will you go, lassie, will you go? And we'll all go together To pull wild