Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Old Men and Butterflies, artist - Angelo Branduardi. Date of issue: 09.06.2011
Song language: English
Old Men and Butterflies |
| Just off a highway, a many ringed oak tree |
| Guarding forever his corner of meadow |
| Saw one hot June day a dusty old pedlar |
| Footsore and weary look round him for shadow… |
| «Come my weary friend and lay your pack upon the ground |
| And I will keep you safe if you should care to rest your head |
| Come my weary friend and lay your troubles all around |
| And listen to the music in the leaves above your bed" |
| Gladly the old man |
| Lay down by the oak tree |
| Muttered his thanks and fell soundly asleep… |
| The old pedlar |
| Slept on for many an hour |
| Resting his head on his hand by and by: |
| He dreamed a dream that he’d left his old body |
| And had become a fine gold butterfly… |
| The golden butterfly went flitting flower after flower |
| And dreamed he was an old man fast asleep for many an hour… |
| The golden butterfly went flitting flower after flower |
| And dreamed he was an old man fast asleep for many an hour |
| The old pedlar slept on beneath the great oak tree |
| Dreaming his butterfly dream where he flew free… |
| The golden butterfly went flitting flower after flower |
| And dreamed he was an old man fast asleep for many an hour… |
| The golden butterflies go fitting ever to explore |
| But dream that they are old men who can sleep for evermore |