Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Minstrels in the Hall, artist - Blackmore's Night. Album song Dancer and the Moon, in the genre Фолк-рок
Date of issue: 10.06.2013
Record label: Edel Germany
Song language: English
Minstrels in the Hall |
She came to me one morning, one lonely Sunday morning |
Her long hair flowing in the mid-winter's wind |
I know not how she found me, for in darkness I was walking |
And destruction lay around me, from a fight I could not win |
Ahh ahh ahh ahh |
She asked me name my foe then, I said the need within some men |
To fight and kill their brothers, without thought of love or God |
And I begged her give me horses to trample down my enemy |
So eager was my passion to devour this waste of life |
Ahh ahh ahh |
But she wouldn’t think of battle that, reduces men to animals |
So easy to begin and yet impossible to end |
For she the mother of all men, had counceled me so wisely that |
I feared to walk alone again and asked if she would stay |
Oh lady lend your hand I cried, oh let me rest here by your side |
Have faith and trust in me she said, and filled my heart with life |
There’s no strength in numbers, have no such misconception |
But when you need me be assured I won’t be far away |
Thus having spoke she turned away, and 'though I found no words to say |
I stood and watched until I saw her black cloak disappear |
My labour is no easier but I know I’m not alone |
I find new heart each time I think upon that windy day |
And if one day she comes to you, drink deeply from her words so wise |
Take courage from her as your prize and say hello from me |