Over the Hills and Far Away
They came for him one winter's night.
Arrested, he was bound.
They said there'd been a robbery,
His pistol had been found.
They marched him to the station house,
He waited for the dawn.
And as they led him to the dock,
He knew that he'd been wronged.
"You stand accused of robbery,"
He heard the bailiff say.
He knew without an alibi,
Tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
For ten long years he'll count the days.
Over the mountains and the seas,
A prisoner's life for him there'll be.
He knew that it would cost him dear,
But yet he dare not say.
Where he had been that fateful night,
A secret it must stay.
He had to fight back tears of rage.
His heart beat like a drum.
For with the wife of his best friend,
He spent his final night of freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
He swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
Back in her arms he swears he'll be.
Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills and,
Over the hills and,
Over the hills and far away.
Each night within his prison cell,
He looks out through the bars.
He reads the letters that she wrote.
One day he'll know the taste of freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
She prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
Back in his arms he swears she'll be.
Over the hills and far away,
He swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
Back in her arms he swears he'll be.
Over the hills and far away,
She prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
Back in his arms is where she'll be.
Over the hills,
Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills,
Over the hills and far away.
Arrested, he was bound.
They said there'd been a robbery,
His pistol had been found.
They marched him to the station house,
He waited for the dawn.
And as they led him to the dock,
He knew that he'd been wronged.
"You stand accused of robbery,"
He heard the bailiff say.
He knew without an alibi,
Tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
For ten long years he'll count the days.
Over the mountains and the seas,
A prisoner's life for him there'll be.
He knew that it would cost him dear,
But yet he dare not say.
Where he had been that fateful night,
A secret it must stay.
He had to fight back tears of rage.
His heart beat like a drum.
For with the wife of his best friend,
He spent his final night of freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
He swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
Back in her arms he swears he'll be.
Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills and,
Over the hills and,
Over the hills and far away.
Each night within his prison cell,
He looks out through the bars.
He reads the letters that she wrote.
One day he'll know the taste of freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
She prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
Back in his arms he swears she'll be.
Over the hills and far away,
He swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
Back in her arms he swears he'll be.
Over the hills and far away,
She prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
Back in his arms is where she'll be.
Over the hills,
Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills,
Over the hills and far away.
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Par delà les Monts et bien plus loin encore
Ils vinrent le chercher une nuit d'hiver,
Il fut arrêté et attaché.
Ils dirent qu'un vol avait eu lieu,
Et que son pistolet avait été retrouvé.
Ils le firent emmener au commissariat,
Il attendit que le jour se lève.
Et lorsqu'ils le conduisirent aux docks,
Il comprit qu'on lui avait fait du tort.
"Vous êtes accusé de vol" entendit - il dire le bailli.
Il sut que sans alibi,
La clarté du lendemain pleurerait la perte de sa liberté.
Par delà les monts et bien plus loin encore,
Il comptera les jours pendant dix longues années.
Par delà les montagnes et les mers,
C'est une vie de prisonnier qui l'attend.
Il savait que cela lui serait précieux,
Et pourtant il n'osa dire.
Où il se trouvait en cette nuit fatidique,
Cela devait rester secret.
Il dû résister aux larmes de rage,
Son c½ur battait tel un tambour.
Car ce fût avec la femme de son meilleur ami,
Qu'il passa sa dernière nuit de liberté.
Par delà les monts et bien plus loin encore
Il jura qu'un jour il y retournerait,
Loin des montagnes et des mers.
Dans ses bras il se retrouverait,
Par delà les monts et bien plus loin encore...
Par delà les monts et...
Par delà les monts et...
Par delà les monts et bien plus loin encore.
Chaque nuit dans sa cellule.
Il regarde de l'autre côté des barreaux.
Il lit les lettres qu'elle lui écrit.
Un jour il connaîtra le goût de la liberté.
Par delà les monts et bien plus loin encore,
Elle prie pour qu'un jour il revienne.
Aussi certain que les rivières atteignent les mers,
Elle se retrouvera dans ses bras.
Il fut arrêté et attaché.
Ils dirent qu'un vol avait eu lieu,
Et que son pistolet avait été retrouvé.
Ils le firent emmener au commissariat,
Il attendit que le jour se lève.
Et lorsqu'ils le conduisirent aux docks,
Il comprit qu'on lui avait fait du tort.
"Vous êtes accusé de vol" entendit - il dire le bailli.
Il sut que sans alibi,
La clarté du lendemain pleurerait la perte de sa liberté.
Par delà les monts et bien plus loin encore,
Il comptera les jours pendant dix longues années.
Par delà les montagnes et les mers,
C'est une vie de prisonnier qui l'attend.
Il savait que cela lui serait précieux,
Et pourtant il n'osa dire.
Où il se trouvait en cette nuit fatidique,
Cela devait rester secret.
Il dû résister aux larmes de rage,
Son c½ur battait tel un tambour.
Car ce fût avec la femme de son meilleur ami,
Qu'il passa sa dernière nuit de liberté.
Par delà les monts et bien plus loin encore
Il jura qu'un jour il y retournerait,
Loin des montagnes et des mers.
Dans ses bras il se retrouverait,
Par delà les monts et bien plus loin encore...
Par delà les monts et...
Par delà les monts et...
Par delà les monts et bien plus loin encore.
Chaque nuit dans sa cellule.
Il regarde de l'autre côté des barreaux.
Il lit les lettres qu'elle lui écrit.
Un jour il connaîtra le goût de la liberté.
Par delà les monts et bien plus loin encore,
Elle prie pour qu'un jour il revienne.
Aussi certain que les rivières atteignent les mers,
Elle se retrouvera dans ses bras.
