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• Artiste: Gillian Welch
• Titre: Traveling On The Stormy Deep
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There is no pain of my own body Could cause such care or grief to me There is to see my own true lover From traveling on the stormy deep If your flesh was sakened with a fever I'd dress your head and cool your brow But I cannot calm the raging waters For that I do not know how Along the shore, I'll try to follow Into the thunder's crashing roar No-one in my heart, I'll travel with you Even unto that other shore When my years have turned my hair to silver Those final days are his to know I only hope we'll talk together Of storms we weathered long ago