Soulklassieker du jour: Streets Of Arklow

Morrison schreef de songs voor Veedon Fleece tijdens en na een bezoek aan Ierland, waar hij in jaren niet geweest was. Het album ademt een verstilde, bijna mystieke sfeer. Streets of Arklow is één van de meest toegankelijke songs: een poëtische lofzang op het stadje Arklow aan de Ierse oostkust.

And as we walked
Through the streets of Arklow
Oh the color
Of the day wore on
And our heads
Were filled with poetry
And the morning
A-comin’ on to dawn

And as we walked
Through the streets of Arklow
And gay perfusion
In god’s green land
And the gypsy’s rode
With their hearts on fire
They say “We love to wander,”
“Lord we love,”
“Lord we love to roam”

And as we walked
Through the streets of Arklow
In a drenching beauty
Rolling back ’til the day
And I saw your eyes
They was shining, sparkling crystal clear
And our souls were clean
And the grass did grow
And our souls were clean
And the grass did grow
And our souls were clean
And the grass did grow

And as we walked
Through the streets of Arklow