I`ve heard them lilting at loom versuri

Versuri Cecil Day-Lewis – I`ve heard them lilting at loom lyrics

I`ve heard them lilting at loom and belting,
Lasses lilting before dawn of day.
But now they are silent, not gamesome and gallant –
The flowers of the town are rotting away.
There was laughter and loving in the lanes of the evening;
Handsome were the boys then, and girls were gay.
But lost in Flanders by medaled commanders
The lads of the village are vanished away.
Cursed be the promise that takes our men from us –
All will be champion if you choose to obey:
They flight against hunger but still it is stronger –
He prime of our land grows cold as the clay.
The women are weary, once lilted so merry,
Waiting to marry for a year and a day.
Fr
om wooing and winning, from owing or earning
The flowers of the town are all turned away.