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Simon Greuter


Free Member, Fällanden

don't pay the ferryman


It was late at night on the open road,
Speeding like a man on the run,
A lifetime spent preparing for the journey;

He is close now and the search is on,
Reading from a map in the mind,
Yes there's the ragged hill,
And there's the boat on the river,

And when the rain came down,
He heard a wild dog howl,
There were voices in the night - "Don't do it!"
Voices out of sight - "Don't do it!
Too many men have failed before,
Whatever you do,

Don't pay the ferryman,
Don't even fix a price,
Don't pay the ferryman,
Until he gets you to the other side;"

In the rolling mist then he gets on board,
Now there'll be no turning back,
Beware that hooded old man at the rudder,
And then the lightning flashed, and the thunder roared,
And dancing bones that jabbered and a-moaned
On the water;

And then the ferryman said,
"There is trouble ahead,
So you must pay me now," - "Don't do it!"
"you must pay me now," - "Don't do it!"
And still that voice came from beyond,
"Whatever you do,

Don't pay the ferryman,
Don't even fix a price,
Don't pay the ferryman,
Until he gets you to the other side;

Don't pay - the ferryman!"

(Chris De Burgh)


sonntag, 30. oct '05

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