The Highwayman Az útonálló Lyrics: Alfred Noyes Music: Loreena McKennitt Ford.: Vida Andi The wind was a torrent of darkness upon the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight looping the purple moor, And the highwayman came riding-- Riding--riding-- The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn door.... |