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• Artiste: John Kirkpatrick
• Titre: The Song of the Weaver
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Once there was a weaver A weaver like no other On his loom he weaved a tune A song of all creation Woven with the thread of life That all be joined as one Weaving out a harmony to sound through all eternity Sing the song for everyone and sing the song for me I weave the garden of the Earth My shuttle flies to give you birth I twine the ground with glory And embroider it with beauty Spin the paths of paradise And strew them all with joy I twist the yarns of colour and light To make my livery shining bright Sing the song for everyone and sing the song for me I weave a world of wonder But you tear my work asunder You trample on my labour You rip my roots from under You leave my land all threadbare You take but don't repay You hurl your weight around you Your power and strength confound you Sing the song for everyone and sing the song for me Tread lightly as you wander This is not yours to squander Hear the hurt you're causing As you crash and bang and rattle See what lives you smother As you lay your blanket down You raid the earth for treasure But never count the measure Sing the song for everyone and sing the song for me Hear the song the bee sings Holding life between its wings Takes the nectar from the flower But leaves the flower still standing Deals no death nor damage Taking only what it needs On its way it quietly goes And pretty and sweet the garden grows Sing the song for everyone and sing the song for me A stitch upon my tapestry I can slip you out and leave you be For a few short steps along my path My mantle I will lend you Be careful how you carry it Or your backs will all go bare Feel the hurt and join the song That we all may sing for ages long Sing the song for everyone and sing the song for me Oh, I twine the ground with glory And embroider it with beauty Spin the paths of paradise And strew them all with joy I twist the yarns of colour and light To make my livery shining bright Sing the song for everyone Hear the song of the weaver Sing the song for everyone and sing the song for me