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Odetta - Anathea şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Odetta

albüm: Odetta Sings of Many Things


Lazlo Feher stole a stallion
Stole it from the Misty Mountain
And they chased him, and they caught him
And in iron chains they brought him
Word was brought to Anathea
That her brother was in prison
"Bring me gold and six fine horses
I will buy my brother's freedom"
"Judge, o, Judge, please spare my brother!
I will give you gold and silver!"
"I don't want your gold or silver
All I want are your sweet favors!"
"Anathea, o, my sister, are you mad with grief and sorrow?
He will rob you of your flower, and he'll hang me from the gallows!"
Anathea did not heed him
Straightway to the Judge went runnin'
In his golden bed at midnight
There, she heard the gallows groanin'
Anathea... Anathea...
Don't go out into the forest
For among the green pines standing
You will find your brother hanging
Cursed be that Judge so cruel!
Thirteen years, may he lie a-bleeding!
Thirteen barrels of drugs can't heal him!
Thirteen doctors cannot save him!
"Anathea, o, my sister, are you mad with grief and sorrow?..."

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