Upon the Hearth the Fire Is Red Songtext
von Donald Swann

A sudden tree or standing stone


Let them pass! Let them pass!
Pass them by! Pass them by!
Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate
And though we pass them by today
Tomorrow we may come this way
And take the hidden paths that run

Let them go! Let them go!
Fare you well! Fare you well!
Home is behind, the world ahead
And there are many paths to tread
Through shadows to the edge of night
Then world behind and home ahead

Away shall fade! Away shall fade!
And then to bed! And then to bed!