Tiddy mun without a name
separate the water from the rain
Separate the stone from the mud
please let us know when it'll flood
Come ye out of those little pools
Bless our crops and wayward mules
Then pop back into the ponds of the bog
Where you nibble on reed and rotten log
Oh Tiddy Mun be the cure for what ails us
Let your ancient presence never fail us
You remind us one day we'll age and dampen
Thwart the mean ghost man with the lantern
Make our time longer indeed not shorter
So we can make amends for stealing your water
Guard our crop ol' Tiddy mun of the Fen
spin the deluge off, our farm steady friend
Nenhum comentário:
Postar um comentário