Loreena Mckennitt - The Two Trees

-------------(1. ve 2. bölüm : Am, G, C sonra F, C, G, Am)---------------



Am                        G            C

Beloved, gaze in thine own heart

    F           C                G          Am

The holy tree is growing there

     Am                  G            C

>From joy the holy branches start

    F         C             G              Am

And all the trembling flowers they bear

Am                        G                C

The changing colors of its fruit

     F             C                G        Am

Have dowered the stars with merry light

    Am                 G          C

The surety of its hidden root

F              C        G          Am

Has planted quiet in the night



----------(2. bölüm sadece : F, C, G, Am)-----------------------------------



    F         C       G     Am

The shaking of its leafy head

    F                  C       G     Am

Has given the waves their melody

    F       C            G     Am

And made my lips and music wed

   F                C          G              Am

Murmuring a wizard song for thee



(bölüm 1 ve 2)

There the Loves a circle go

The flaming circle of our days

Gyring, spiring to and fro

In those great ignorant leafy ways



(sadece bölüm 2)

Remembering all that stroken hair









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And how the wingled sandal dart

Thine eye grow full of tender cares

Beloved, gaze in thine own heart



(bölüm 1 ve 2)

Gaze no more in the bitter glass

The demons with their subbtle guile

Lift up before us when they pass

Or only gaze a little while



(sadece bölüm 2)

For there a fatal image grows

That the stormy night receives

Roots half hidden under snows

Broken boughs and blackened leaves



(bölüm 1 ve 2)

For all things turns to bareness

In the dim glass the demon hold

The glass of outer weariness

Made when God slept in time of old



(sadece bölüm 2)

There, through the broken branches, go

The ravens of unrestiung thought

Flying, crying, to and fro

Cruel claws and hungry throat

Or else they stand and sniff the wind

And shake their ragged wings : alas !

Thy tender eyes grow all unkind

Gaze no more in the bitter glass



(bölüm 1 ve 2)

Beloved, gaze in thine own heart

The holy tree is growing there

>From joy the holy branches start

And all the trembling flowers they bear



(sadece bölüm 2)

Remembering all that shaken hair

And how the winged sandal care

Beloved, gaze in thine own heart