Don`t Pay The Ferryman — текст песни (Deburgh Chris)

It was late at night on the open road, speeding like a man on run
A lifetime spent preparing for the journey.
He is closer now and the search is on, reading from a map in the mind:
Yes there`s that ragged hill and there`s a boat on the river.

And when the rain came down, he heard a wild dog howl
There were voices in the night
(Don`t do it!)
Voices out of sight
(Dont`t do it!)
To many men have failed before, whatever you do;

Don`t pay the ferryman!
Don`t even fix a price!
Don`t pay the ferryman
Until he gets you to the other side.

In the rolling mist, then he gets on board, now there`ll be no turning back
Beware that hooded old man at the rudder.
And then the lightning flashed and the thunder roared,
and people calling out his name,
And dancing bones that jabbered-and-a-moaned on the water.

And then the ferryman said There is trouble ahead,
So you must pay me now.
(Don`t do it!)
You must pay me now.
(Don`t do it!)
And still that voice came from beyond, whatever you do;

Don`t pay the ferryman!
Don`t even fix a price!
Don`t pay the ferryman
Until he gets you to the other side.