Sun of Albion
Byrnzie
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Upon this land
where the bridge has fallen
upon this land
where the axe is buried
A wind from the East did blow my father
Away, away
where the sun did greet him
And history shall blossom
it's shape and it's colour
and history shall gather
what the wind shall scatter
All patterns carved and sung
and Sung in their carving
In Englands green and pleasant land
A new son was born
where the sun did greet him
A new son shall rise
and that new son shall kill him
where the bridge has fallen
upon this land
where the axe is buried
A wind from the East did blow my father
Away, away
where the sun did greet him
And history shall blossom
it's shape and it's colour
and history shall gather
what the wind shall scatter
All patterns carved and sung
and Sung in their carving
In Englands green and pleasant land
A new son was born
where the sun did greet him
A new son shall rise
and that new son shall kill him
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I've not heard of that. I'll check it out. Cheers!
NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.