Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, I-BRASIL, by WILLIAM SHARP



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I-BRASIL, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: There's sorrow on the wind, my grief, theres' sorrow on the wind
Last Line: Far away, far away.
Alternate Author Name(s): Macleod, Fiona
Subject(s): Death; Future Life; Grief; Old Age; Peace; Singing & Singers; Wind; Dead, The; Retribution; Eternity; After Life; Sorrow; Sadness


There's sorrow on the wind, my grief, there's sorrow on the wind,
Old and grey!
I hear it whispering, calling, where the last stars touch the sea,
Where the cloud creeps down the hill, and the leaf shakes on the tree,
There's sorrow on the wind and it's calling low to me
Come away! Come away!

There's sorrow in the world, O wind, there's sorrow in my heart
Night and day:
So why should I not listen to the song you sing to me?
The hill cloud falls away in rain, the leaf whirls from the tree,
And peace may live in I-Brasîl where the last stars touch the sea
Far away, far away.





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