Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Elf, artist - Al Stewart. Album song To Whom It May Concern, in the genre Фолк-рок
Date of issue: 31.12.2020
Record label: 2021 Revolver
Song language: English
The Elf |
I sat upon the evening hill |
The shadows set, the night grew still |
And as I sat, guitar on knee |
A voice of flowers called to me |
Sing, sing to me your song |
Sing, for I belong to the night |
In the gray morning light, I’ll be gone |
I turned with eyes that strained for sight |
And there amid the failing light |
Dimly saw a figure small |
Heard a voice of magic call |
Sing, sing to me your song |
Sing, for I belong to the night |
In the gray morning light, I’ll be gone |
My fumbling fingers found the chords |
My trembling lips fought for the words |
I stopped to ask the stranger how |
He softly said, «No questions now» |
Sing, sing to me your song |
Sing, for I belong to the night |
In the gray morning light, I’ll be gone |
Then with the magic of the elves |
My fingers danced among themselves |
A heart with lightness thus endowed |
Formed melodies I know not how |
Song played the whole night long |
Thus he danced and laughed through the night |
And with gray morning light, he was gone |
Now, the whispering wind plays over the hill |
And the evening sounds again grow still |
A year or more has passed since then |
Oh, he will not pass my way again |
So, I sing, sing to you my song |
Sing for I belong to the night |
In the gray morning light, I’ll be gone |