Lyrics by Sir George Gordon:

So, we'll go no more a-roving	 
  So late into the night,	 
Though the heart be still as loving,	 
  And the moon be still as bright.
Won't you, be bright for me.	 
 
For the sword outwears its sheath,	         5
  And the soul wears out the breast,	 
And the heart must pause to breathe,	 
  And love itself have rest.	 
 
Though the night was made for loving,	 
  And the day returns too soon,	  10
Yet we'll go no more a-roving	 
(Don't you go, roving for me)
  By the light of the moon.


This song is inspired in the "So we'll go no more a-roving" piece by Lord George Gordon. All the rights of the lyrics to this song go to him, we are just out to creatively adapt it. Everything else was recorded by Manuel de Zarobe (Guitar) and Nathan Ridley (Vocals)

N. Ridley