It\'s a memory that\'s treasured each day The stranger arose with the dawn And he shouldered his travelling load Without making a sound he took one look around And the stranger he took to the road When the cold wind howls in the night And the rain beats hard on the door
Give me fire to keep out the cold Close the shutters and make fast the door Give me food for the night and a candle for light And I will make up my bed on the floor I have nothing to give for my keep And your favours I cannot repay But a gift is not measured in sliver and gold
A stranger came in from the night And he stood as if lost in a dream His smile was as sad as a true love denied And his voice was a song in the wind I have travelled for many a mile And my journey I cannot delay But I must rest for a while for I\'m weary and cold And tomorrow I\'ll be on my way
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古月J 回复 @染染故事馆：
谢谢亲的支持
童蕐
A voice in the wind seems to echo again And the stranger is travelling once more.
古月J 回复 @童蕐：
谢谢亲
童蕐 回复 @童蕐：
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童蕐
It\'s a memory that\'s treasured each day The stranger arose with the dawn And he shouldered his travelling load Without making a sound he took one look around And the stranger he took to the road When the cold wind howls in the night And the rain beats hard on the door
童蕐
Give me fire to keep out the cold Close the shutters and make fast the door Give me food for the night and a candle for light And I will make up my bed on the floor I have nothing to give for my keep And your favours I cannot repay But a gift is not measured in sliver and gold
童蕐
A stranger came in from the night And he stood as if lost in a dream His smile was as sad as a true love denied And his voice was a song in the wind I have travelled for many a mile And my journey I cannot delay But I must rest for a while for I\'m weary and cold And tomorrow I\'ll be on my way