Рет қаралды 71
Bron-Y-Aur Stomp, Led Zeppelin.
In a cozy little cottage named Bron-Y-Aur,
A band of merry minstrels drove their car,
With Jimmy on guitar and Robert singing high,
They brought their dogs, who barked at every passerby.
The dogs ran wild through fields of green,
Chasing rabbits in a funny scene,
Jimmy laughed, Robert grinned with glee,
At their furry friends, running free.
They strummed their chords and tapped their feet,
With songs of love and country beat,
Bonzo drummed on pots and pans,
While JPJ played bass with his magical hands.
The dogs would howl, the cows would moo,
As music filled the air, and the sky so blue,
Neighbors joined with ale and cheer,
Bron-Y-Aur was the place, the sound was clear.
One day a sheep joined in the fun,
Started dancing, one by one,
The band and beasts, in perfect tune,
Danced and played till afternoon.
With every bark and every stomp,
Bron-Y-Aur became a joyous romp,
Led Zeppelin’s songs would fill the air,
In that little Welsh paradise, without a care.
So here's to the days at Bron-Y-Aur,
Where music, laughter, traveled far,
With dogs, and sheep, and friends in line,
They made memories, oh so fine.
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