verse 1 D G On Raglan Road on an autumn day, D A G I saw her first and knew G D That her dark hair would weave a snare, G Bm A that I might one day rue G D I saw the danger and I passed, G Bm A along the enchanted way, D G and I said: 'Let grief, be a fallen leaf D A G at the dawning of the day' verse 2 D G On Grafton Street in November, D A G we tripped lightly along the ledge G D Of a deep ravine, where can be seen, G Bm A the worth of passion's pledge G D The Queen of Hearts, still making tarts, G Bm A and I not making hay D G Oh, I loved too much and by such, by such, D A G is happiness thrown away verse 3 D G I gave her gifts of the mind, D A G I gave her the secret signs G D That's known to the artists who have known, G Bm A the true gods of sound and stone G D And word and tint, without stint, G Bm A I gave her poems to say D G With her own name there, and her own dark hair, D A G like clouds over fields of May verse 4 D G On a quiet street, where old ghosts meet, D A G I see her walking now G D Away from me so hurriedly, G Bm A my reason must allow G D That I had loved, not as I should, G Bm A a creature made of clay D G When the angel woos the clay, he'd lose, D A G his wings at the dawn of day
Enviado por: Eduardo Castilho
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