Carles Reig

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THE PIPER OF HAMLYN (El Flautista)

WALKING TROUGH THE VALLEY,A SOUND COMES TO MY EAR…
BEYOND THE FOREST MIST A FLUTE THAT SOUNDS SO CLEAR…
OVER THE ROOFTOPS A VILLAGE NAMED HAMLYN…
AWAKENS WITH THE SWEET SONG THE PIPER’S FLUTE WILL BRING.

THE DAWNING LIGHT IS SHINING UPON THE WAKING TOWN…
THE PIPER IS BECKONING AND CHILDREN GATHER AROUND…
DANCING AND WEAVING LIKE BIRDS UPON THE WING…
TOGETHER WE WILL FOLLOW THE PIPER OF HAMLYIN.

THE MAGIC OF THE RHYTHM DRAWS ALL FROM FAR AND NEAR…
MERRIMENT AND LAUGHTHER IS ALL THE FOREST CAN HEAR…
HOW CAN A FAIRY TALE BE TRUE UNTIL THIS DAY?…
COME,HEAR THE FLUTE PLAY THE MEMORY’S HERE TO STAY.

WHEN OVER THE VALLEY A SOUND COMES TO YOUR EAR…
LISTEN TO THE MUSIC OF THE PIPER AND NEVER FEAR…
BEYOND THE MIST THERE’S A VILLAGE NAMED HAMLYN…
COME,WE WILL FOLLOW THE PIPER OF HAMLYN…

WHEN AT NIGHT WE’RE DREAMING OF OTHER LANDS AND SEAS…
REHIND THE SHADOW OF THE MOON HE DISAPPEARS…
LOST IN THE VALLEY WE’LL SEARCH TO FIND HIM NEAR…

Letra: Julia Claire Dascombe