22 febrero 2026

Big Big Train - Folklore

 

Let us begin where it all began

Fireside flickering flames make the shadows dance

Heigh-ho so we go

We pass it on, we hand it down-o

We tell our tales, we sing our songs

While we have breath left in our lungs

Heigh-ho so we go

We pass it on, we hand it down-o

We pass it on down to the young from the old

We feel it deep down in the soul

Heigh-ho so we go

We pass it on, we hand it down-o

Sometimes truth hides beside the lies

Grist to the mill, fuel to our fire

Heigh-ho so we go

We pass it on we hand it down-o

For it is said

So it lives on

We pass it down

It carries on

Down we go into folklore

Oh, down we go into folklore

The pen is mightier than the sword

The music of the word is scored

Heigh-ho so we go

We pass it on, we hand it down-o

And our satellites they span the globe

Lo our stories shall be told

Heigh-ho so we go

We pass it on, we hand it down-o

For it is said

So it lives on

We pass it down

It carries on

Down we go into folklore

Oh, down we go into folklore

I am a messenger: I speak

With integrity, truth, love and light

For it is said

So it lives on

We pass it down

It carries on

Down we go into folklore

Oh, down we go into folklore

Into folklore