Dan Andersson – Around The Beggar From Luossa chords

[Verse 1]
            A                        E7Round the beggar from Luossa people gathered in a ring,
         E7                             Aby the campfire they sat and heard his song.
         D                           AAnd of wayfarers and mendicants and every wondrous thing
            E7                                Aand of his longing he sang to them all night long.

[Chorus 1]
           D                                   A“There is something beyond mountains, beyond flowers, beyond singing,
           E7                                                Athere is something there behind the star, behind my burning heart.
           D                                          AHearken, something goes there whispering, goes there calling me and praying
         E7                                             A‘come to us, for of this earthly kingdom you are not a part.’

[Verse 2]
        A                                   E7I have listened to the tranquil waves that roll against the beach,
     E7                                  Ato dream of wild seas’ rest has been my lot.
         D                                 AAnd in spirit I have hastened towards the formless lands
           E7                              Awhere the dearest thing we knew shall be forgot.

[Chorus 2]
      D                             ATo a wild, eternal longing we were born by pallid mothers,
          E7                                Afrom the labour pains of troubles rose our first and anguished cry.
          D                                      AWe were thrown on plains and mountains then, to play with all our brothers,
         E7                                              Aand we played there elk and lion, beggar, god and butterfly.

[Verse 3]
        A                            E7I sat silent by her side, she whose heart was like to mine,
      E7                              Awith hands so soft she tended to our nest.
       D                                       ABut I heard my heart then calling: ‘what thou ownest is not thine’
         E7                             Aand the spirit came and bore me off to rest.

[Chorus 3]
        D                           AWhat I love is far away beyond, concealed in distant darkness,
     E7                            Aand high and wonderful is my true way.
      D                               AAnd amid this clamour I am called to pray before the Heavens:
      E7                                           AWhat no-one has I want to own, take all the earth away!

[Verse 4]
          A                                E7Follow, brother, beyond mountains, to the cool and peaceful rivers,
          E7                                                Awhere in beds of mountain garlands all sea slowly goes to sleep.
           D                              ASomewhere there beyond the heavens is my home, I have my mother,
         E7                                            Ain the golden-sprinkled mists, dressed in rosy mantle deep.

[Chorus 4]
         D                                AMay the black and salty waters cool the cheeks that burn with fever,
          E7                                              Alet’s be miles away from life before the morning breaks above!
         D                              ANot of this world was I, brother; hardships without end I suffered
         E7                                               Afor the sake of worries, faithlessness and of my burning love.

[Verse 5]
       A                                      E7By a shore all dressed in seashells stands a gate of roses heavy,
          E7                                      Atherein sleep the mouldered shipwrecks, and the tired men find rest.
         D                                         ASongs unheard and high there sing like violins in distant echoes
        E7                                          Aunder arches where eternal children live forever blessed.



N.C. English translation by Ola Wikander
http://ola-wikander.blogspot.com/2008/07/omkring-tiggarn-frn-luossa-in-english.html