Songs of Travel - Let Beauty awake Songtext
von Ralph Vaughan Williams

Home no more home to me
Whither Must I wander
Hunger the driver
i go where i must
cold blows the wind
over hill and heather
thick drives the rain and my roof is in the dust

loved of the wise man was the shade of my roof tree
the tall word of welcome was spoken in the door
dear days of old with faces in the firelight
kind folks of olde
who come again no more


home was home then my dear
full of kindly faces
home was home then my dear
happy for the child
fire and the windows bright
glitters on the mooreland
Song tuneful song
Built a palace in the wild

Now when the day dawns
On the brow of the mooreland
lone stand the house
and the chimney stone is cold
lone let it stand
the friends have all departed
the kind hearts the true hearts
that loved the place of old

spring shall come again come again
calling up the moorefowl
spring shall bring the sun and rain
bring the bees and flowers
red shall the heather bloom
over hill and valley
soft flows the stream
through the even flowing hours


fair shines the day
as it shone on my childhood
fair shines the day on the house with open door
birds come and cry there
but I go Forever
and come again no more