The Devil & The Huntsman
Sam Lee feat The Daniel Pemberton TV Orchestra
paroles Sam Lee The Devil & The Huntsman

Sam Lee - The Devil & The Huntsman Lyrics & Traduction

Young man came from hunting faint and weary
What is that my Lord, my deary?
Oh, brother dear, let my bed be made
Right here, ripe of the woody nightshade

Men need a man would die as soon
Out of the light of a mage's moon
It's not by bone, but yet by blade
Can break the magic that the devil made

And it's not by fire, but what's forged in flame
Can drown the sorrows of a huntsman's pain

This young man he died fair soon
By the light of the hunters' moon
'Twas not by bone, nor yet by blade
Of the berries of the woody nightshade

Oh father dear thy heavy safe
From the path that the devil made


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