William Bowen Chinner - The Golden Land - ноты, текст песни (слова)

When the sunset blooms have faded
 In the garden of the sky;
 When the cloudlets, dull and shaded,
 Wrapt in sombre stillness lie;
 Golden Land! in glory lying,
 Though it fade from earth and sea,
 From the gloom my soul is sighing, Golden Land, for thee!
 
 When the blossoms hope hath cherished,
 All their rosy petals shed;
 When the lovelit joy hath perished,
 And the brilliant dream hath died;
 Golden Land...