Kate Wolf - The Rising of the Moon

A mulher em quem Deus pôs um pedaço de céu com muitas estrelinhas. 

Gostou tanto que a levou.

The rising of the moon on the Oregon borderline
Lights up the river's edge and the wild blackberry vine
And the sand beneath my feet is a cool silver grey
The moon dances on the water, and then it sails away.

And I watch it sail away, somewhere where the river goes
Some love lasts forever, just like the river flows.

On the last day of July you sailed into my mind

We were riding down a river, the wind blowing from behind

There were two great blue herons flying through the trees

Moving up the canyon, so silent and so free.

And I watched them sail away somewhere where the river goes

Some love lasts forever, just like the river flows.

And I hope the years are happy and the winters aren't too cold

And that life won't treat you badly, I'd like to see you when you're old

I'll keep you in my heart like the crying of the loon

And wonder how you are at the rising of the moon.

And I watched you sail away somewhere where the river goes

Some love lasts forever, just like the river flows.

I watched you sail away somewhere where the river goes.

      "I have to say that it probably started with the Weavers and led to Rosemary Clooney. I started out with singers that you could hear the words. Then I got into writers. Dylan is a big influence and of course the Beatles happened and folk music was always kind of there in the background. I got interested in folk music out of the Kingston Trio stuff and the Weavers. I wanted to know more about it, and started going to libraries. Then I discovered the Carter family. When I got into country music radio, I started to discover Merle Haggard and Lefty Frizell, and people like that. I used to listen to Hank Williams as a kid, so it’s been kind of a progression through honest songs and honest singers; that kind of clarity. I guess it’s that heart that’s out there."

                    Kate Wolf