Текст песни Broad Gold

Broad gold, the evening heavens glow The April air is cool and tender You should have come ten years ago And yet in welcome I surrender Come here, sit closer to me and look With eyes that twinkle, mouth that purses Into my little blue-bound book That holds my awkward childish verses Forgive me that I long forsook Joy's sunny paths, nor glanced toward any Forgive me those whom I mistook For you, alas, they were too many