Joan Baez - Old Welsh Song - Текст песни

OLD WELSH SONG (Henry Treece)

I take with me where I go a pen and a golden bowl;

Poet and beggar step in my shoes, or a prince in a purple shawl.

I bring with me when I return to the house that my father's hands made, 

A crooning bird on a chrystal bough and, o, a sad, sad word!