2022.03.27.
Old Land of our Fathers
Old land of our fathers, your children love you!
Dear land of the west, what country is your equal?
Across the whole world, we are spread far and wide,
But our love is for you.
Cornwall! Cornwall, we love Cornwall!
As long as the sea may be as a wall around you,
We are one and all for Cornwall!
Kingdom of King Arthur, ancient saints and the Grail,
No other land is more beloved by us
2022.03.27.
My Normandy
When everything is reborn in hope
And winter flees far from us,
Under the beautiful sky of our France,
When the sun returns gentler,
When nature has turned green again,
When the swallow has returned,
I like to see again my Normandy,
It's the country where I was born.
I’ve seen the fields of Helvetia,
And its chalets and its glaciers,
I’ve seen the sky of Italy,
And Venice and its gondoliers.
Greeting each homeland,
I told myself that no stay
Is finer than my Normandy,
It's the country where I was born.
There comes a time of life,
When every dream must end,
A time when the restful soul
Needs to remember.
When my chilled muse
Makes its way back to the past,
I’ll go see again my Normandy,
It's the country where I was born.
2022.03.27.
On Ilkley Moor Without a Hat
Where have you been since I saw you, I saw you?
On Ilkley Moor without a hat
Where have you been since I saw you, I saw you?
Where have you been since I saw you?
On Ilkley Moor without a hat
On Ilkley Moor without a hat
On Ilkley Moor without a hat
You've been courting Mary Jane
You're bound to catch your death of cold
Then we will have to bury you
Then the worms will come and eat you up
Then the ducks will come and eat up the worms
Then we will go and eat up the ducks
Then we will all have eaten you
That's where we get our own back