away from the roll of the sea Lyrics

	Away From The Roll Of The Sea - Tian Kong 合唱团
	Small craft in a harbour that's still and serene,
	Give no indication what their ways have been;
	They rock at their moorings all nestled in dreams,
	Away from the roll of the sea.
	Their stern lines are groaning a lullaby air,
	A ghost in the cuddy, a gull on the spar;
	But never they whisper of journeys afar,
	Away from the roll of the sea.
	Oh, had they the tongues for to speak,
	What tales of adventure they'd weave;
	But now they are anchored to sleep,
	And slumber alee.
	Come fair winds to wake them tomorrow, we pray,
	Come harvest a-plenty to them every day;
	Till guided by harbour lights they're home to stay,
	Away from the roll of the sea.
	Oh, had they the tongues for to speak,
	What tales of adventure they'd weave;
	But now they are anchored to sleep,
	And slumber alee.
	Come fair winds to wake them tomorrow, we pray,
	Come harvest a-plenty to them every day;
	Till guided by harbour lights they're home to stay,
	Away from the roll of the sea.
	Away from the roll of the sea.

	Away From The Roll Of The Sea Tian Kong he chang tuan
	Small craft in a harbour that' s still and serene,
	Give no indication what their ways have been
	They rock at their moorings all nestled in dreams,
	Away from the roll of the sea.
	Their stern lines are groaning a lullaby air,
	A ghost in the cuddy, a gull on the spar
	But never they whisper of journeys afar,
	Away from the roll of the sea.
	Oh, had they the tongues for to speak,
	What tales of adventure they' d weave
	But now they are anchored to sleep,
	And slumber alee.
	Come fair winds to wake them tomorrow, we pray,
	Come harvest aplenty to them every day
	Till guided by harbour lights they' re home to stay,
	Away from the roll of the sea.
	Oh, had they the tongues for to speak,
	What tales of adventure they' d weave
	But now they are anchored to sleep,
	And slumber alee.
	Come fair winds to wake them tomorrow, we pray,
	Come harvest aplenty to them every day
	Till guided by harbour lights they' re home to stay,
	Away from the roll of the sea.
	Away from the roll of the sea.

	Away From The Roll Of The Sea Tian Kong hé chàng tuán
	Small craft in a harbour that' s still and serene,
	Give no indication what their ways have been
	They rock at their moorings all nestled in dreams,
	Away from the roll of the sea.
	Their stern lines are groaning a lullaby air,
	A ghost in the cuddy, a gull on the spar
	But never they whisper of journeys afar,
	Away from the roll of the sea.
	Oh, had they the tongues for to speak,
	What tales of adventure they' d weave
	But now they are anchored to sleep,
	And slumber alee.
	Come fair winds to wake them tomorrow, we pray,
	Come harvest aplenty to them every day
	Till guided by harbour lights they' re home to stay,
	Away from the roll of the sea.
	Oh, had they the tongues for to speak,
	What tales of adventure they' d weave
	But now they are anchored to sleep,
	And slumber alee.
	Come fair winds to wake them tomorrow, we pray,
	Come harvest aplenty to them every day
	Till guided by harbour lights they' re home to stay,
	Away from the roll of the sea.
	Away from the roll of the sea.

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