Nuli Hayati, My Blog

Maggie (Foster & Allen) I wandered today to the hill, Maggie,   To watch the scene below -   The creek and the creaking old mill, Maggie,   As we used to, long ago.   The green grove is gone from the hill, Maggie,   Where first the daisies sprung;   The creaking old mill is still, Maggie,   Since you and I were young.   Chorus: And now we are agèd and grey, Maggie,   And the trials of life nearly done,   Let us sing of the days that are gone, Maggie,   When you and I were young.   [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/foster_and_allen/maggie.html ] A city so silent and lone, Maggie,   Where the young, and the gay, and the best,   In polished white mansions of stone, Maggie,   Have each found a place of rest,   Is built where the birds used to play, Maggie,   And join in the songs that we sung;   For we sang as lovely as they, Maggie,   When you and I were young.   Chorus   They say that I'm feeble with age, Maggie,   My steps are less sprightly than then,