Stonecutters made them from stones Chosen specially for you and I Who will live inside The mountaineers gathered tender Piled high In which to take along
going too fast? Some get angry, some of them laugh They told me I wouldn't, but I found an answer I'm Van Occupanther, I'm Van occupanther! Let me not
No-one seems to be around today They must've all gone off without me again I think I'll head home Maybe I'll find them gathered 'round my doorstep Oh
Did you ever want to be overrun by bandits; to hand over all of your things and start over new? while we were out hunting for food our house was being
In this camp there's one who delights me Brings me afternoon tea then she leaves me When they're climbing over the sea She helps to keep our strength
It covers the roadways it covers the hillsides it covers the houses it covers the frozen pines we had the snowfall to run all the rations dry when we
I saw she was living under some branches i saw she was happy in her circumstances i also live under branches i'd rather not live in these places in these
My young bride, Why are your shoulders like that of a tired old woman? Like a tired old woman? My young bride, why are your fingers like that of the
Yes, I'm sorry that I missed you I'm sorry that I missed you when there's no one there to greet you I'm sorry that I missed you you're always chasing
I untied all the rope lines I gathered all our things and placed them beside me you never arrived and I got worried you never arrived and I was troubled
I'm tired of being here On this hill No-one lives to be three hundered years Like the way it used to be I think they were giants I think they were giants