Slavný irský zpěvák, saxofonista, kytarista, hráč na klávesové nástroje a fouk. harmoniku, vl. jm. George Ivan Morrison, původem z Belfastu (nar. 1945). Navíc uznávaný skladatel. Muzikantsky vyšel jak z keltské hudby, tak ze soulu a R&B. ...

Píseň: Raglan Road

Interpret:
Van Morrison
Album:
Irish Heartbeat
On Raglan Road on an Autumn Day,
I saw her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare
That I may one day rue.
I saw the danger, yet I walked
Along the enchanted way
And I said let grief be a falling leaf
At the dawning of the day.


On Grafton Street in November,
We tripped lightly along the ledge
Of a deep ravine where can be seen
The worst of passions pledged.
The Queen of Hearts still baking tarts
And I not making hay,
Well I loved too much; by such and such
Is happiness thrown away.


I gave her the gifts of the mind.
I gave her the secret sign
That's known to all the artists who have
Known true Gods of Sound and Time.
With word and tint I did not stint.
I gave her reams of poems to say
With her own dark hair and her own name there
Like the clouds over fields of May.


On a quiet street where old ghosts meet,
I see her walking now away from me,
So hurriedly. My reason must allow,
For I have wooed, not as I should
A creature made of clay.
When the angel woos the clay, he'll lose
His wings at the dawn of the day.