Caprice (Russian Band) - Blind Man's Bluff lyrics

When silver snow decks Susan's clothes And j**el hangs at the shepherd's nose The blushing bank is all my care With hearth so red, and walls so fair 'Heap the sea-coal, come, heap it higher The oaken log lay on the fire' The well-wash'd stools, a circling row With lad and la**, how fair the show The merry can of nut-brown ale The laughing jest, the love-sick tale Till, tired of chat, the game begins The la**es prick the lads with pins Roger from Dolly twitched the stool She, falling, kissed the ground, poor fool She blushed so red, with sidelong glance At hob-nail Dick, who grieved the chance But now for Blind man's Buff they call Of each encumbrance clear the hall Jenny her silken 'kerchief folds And blear-eyed Will the black lot holds Now laughing stops, with 'Silence! hush!' 'Now, Kitty, now! what chance hast thou Roger so near thee!' - 'Trips, I vow!' She catches him - then Roger ties His own head up - but not his eyes For through the slender cloth he sees And runs at Sam, who slips with ease Such are the fortunes of the game And those who play should stop the same By wholesome laws; such as all those Who on the blinded man impose Stand in his stead; as, long a-gone When men were first a nation grown Lawless they liv'd.. And one man lay in another's way Then laws were made to keep fair play