Remember California Dreaming, that fine song by The Mamas and The Papas from the late nineteen-sixties? This is my Camino version of it...
All the leaves are brown
And the sky is grey
I went for a walk
On a winter's day
You'll find me somewhere
On the Pilgrims' Way
I'm Santiago dreaming
On such a winter's day
I stepped into a church
And I began to pray
I got down on my knees
Didn't know what to say
But I knew it didn't
Really matter anyway
I'm Santiago dreaming
On such a winter's day
The river's deep
And the river's wide
Don't know if I'll ever
Reach the other side
But God only knows
I really have tried
I'm Santiago dreaming
This wintertide
The Way is hard
And the Way is long
Sometimes it's not easy
To tell right from wrong
But I scrape by
Somehow get along
I'm Santiago dreaming
All winter long
I'm not very sure
I'll make that place in time
I'm beyond the pale
And past my prime
But I'll carry on
In rhythm and rhyme
I'm Santiago dreaming
This wintertime
All the leaves are brown
And the sky is grey
I went for a walk
On a winter's day
You'll find me somewhere
On the Pilgrims' Way
I'm Santiago dreaming
On such a winter's day
(Posted from A Gudiña, on the Camino Sanabrés, Spain.)
3 comments:
I love rewritten songs! Well done with this - it's good.
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"The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure."
To live it you had to keep walking.
Santiago Dreaming sounds true to me, solitary walker.
word verification: acheauge
Anchored down in acheauge? In good company!!
Thanks, Rachel.
Anchored down tight, tonight, am. It has snowed, hailed and rained solidly for 3 days. I really am thinking of taking a train. Some of the Camino is impassable. It is waterlogged everywhere. Yesterday it took me 20 minutes to ford a raging torrent of a stream, and I feared getting swept away.
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