As I went a walking on a morning spring
I met some travelers on a Old Country lane
The first was an old man, the second a maid
There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie :Refrão
So I asked them to tell me their name and their race
So I could remember the smile on their faces
"Our names, they mean nothing they change thoughtout time
so come sit beside us and share in our wine"
There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie :Refrão
So I sat beside them with flowers all around
We et from a mantle spread out on the ground
They told me of prophets and peoples and kings
and all of one god that knows everything
"We travelling to Glaston over England's green lanes
To hear of men troubles, to hear of their pains
We traveled the wide world over land and the sea
To tell of the people how can be free"
There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie :Refrão
So sadly I left them on that old country lane
For I knew that I'd never seen them again
The first was an old man, the second a maid