Allan Taylor - Lone Pilgrim текст песни

I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay
And silently stood by his tomb
When in a low whisper I heard something say
How sweetly I lie here within

The tempest may howl and the loud thunder roar
And gathering storms may arise
But calm is my feeling, at rest is my soul
The tears are all wiped from my eyes

Because of my master compelled me to roam
No kindred or relatives nigh
I met the contagion and sank to the tomb
My soul fled to mansions on high

Go tell my relations and children most dear
To weep not for me now I'm gone
The same path that led me through things most severe
Has kindly assisted me on

I will leave you dear pilgrim, your slumber to pursue
You are finally resting at home
May all who pass by you look kindly upon you
And place a wild flower on your tomb