In the green forest
One cannot loose
One cannot see
The footsteps of a horse
At the springs
The mounted shadow
Of an outlaw
Doesn’t appear.
Where are they gone
Where did they dissapear
The years
of their glory?
Where are the pistols
Where are the daggers
The horses and firelocks
Of the outlaws?
On the road
They do not appear
To kill
A boyard
To take all his money
For the poor people
For the people
With needs.
In the spirit of my previuos post, this song has a medieval sound, it draws the picture of old and new, 19th and 20th century.
Beautiful girl, Strange girl
Tonight I will take you
For dinner and talking
At Manuc’s inn
There are no carriages, you cannot go
It is the 20th century
Tonight be ready,
Tonight I will take you
For a Turkish coffee and a pancake
To Manuc’s Inn
There are no carriages, you cannot go
It is the 20th century
Outlaws are not comming,
I am sweet
My thought will be known by you and the outlaws
At Manuc’s Inn
There are no carriages, you cannot go
It is the 20th century
Come on beautiful, come on stranger
My love
Come with me, smile and come
At Manuc’s Inn
There are carriages, you can go,
There is a century left
Until the 20th century.
