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No Room at the Inn
English source:
Jeremy Sams
I came across a graveyard
As I went on my way
And suddenly it struck me
‘The perfect place to stay’
Those wreaths, they could be inn-signs
Adorning every tomb
‘Come in you weary travellers
Come in, there’s lots of room ‘
‘What, all the rooms are taken?
No place to lay my head?
I’m broken, I’m exhausted
Half living, and half dead’
You cruel-hearted landlord
You’re showing me the door?
Then onwards ever onwards
Let’s take the road once more
Then onwards ever onwards
I’ll take the road once more
As I went on my way
And suddenly it struck me
‘The perfect place to stay’
Those wreaths, they could be inn-signs
Adorning every tomb
‘Come in you weary travellers
Come in, there’s lots of room ‘
‘What, all the rooms are taken?
No place to lay my head?
I’m broken, I’m exhausted
Half living, and half dead’
You cruel-hearted landlord
You’re showing me the door?
Then onwards ever onwards
Let’s take the road once more
Then onwards ever onwards
I’ll take the road once more
Composer
Franz Schubert
Franz Peter Schubert was an late Classical and early Romantic composer. He produced a vast oeuvre during his short life, composing more the 600 vocal works (largely Lieder), and well as several symphonies, operas, and a large body of piano music. He…
