Текст (слова) песни: The Incredible String Band - Pictures In A Mirror

Deep in the hollow jail
Sleeps Lord Randall
The mixed voices speak of bread
And of sheets that were scarlet
and blue are at his head
His heart like a cat drowns in a well
He thinks of all the girls he will not love
He thinks not of the future or of the past
Blue lightning spikes the hills above the sea
Where Kasa`s ship sets
sail for otherwhere
There stands the chief with
gold on his hair
Two fingers thick each link of coiled ore
Speaks to his white skinned
wife she answers not
He hurls his question angry to the gulls
His wife strikes her mouth
with a skull like sound
The bleeding image of her loss
revolves above her mind
With every line in its design
an accusing eye
That pierces Kasa`s soul

The slaves row on beneath
the dragon flag
His heart recoils recall his red-haired son
Beneath the burning walls
that he razed down
His wife and he speak not
as wine is brought
A cup that seethes like the
black blood of wolves
His wife`s dagger is hidden in her dress
He drinks joyless to a dark sleep

The gaoler bangs the iron door
Lord Randall wakes in pain
He shakes his shackles
in the beaten gloom
The blood of his wounds is hard as coal

The gaoler leads him out
upon the blinding bright stair
He feels uneven turf beneath his feet
The priest intones, the sword
falls on his neck
The pain is boiling cold

They lay him in the tomb
at the break of day
They close the earthen door
upon his clay
The birds are plucking worms
from the ground

Their feathers grey as mist
on a cloudy morn
Foresters burn branches
from the sleeping trees
The white sun turns to stone

His mother lies in her labor
Nine days long
She called on Saint Bridget in her time
I looked out on the room of mv birth
With hangings rich of
many strange designs

Nobles stand with their wine
cups in the room
Saluting me and she the King`s queen
Already I am forgetting who I am
Already I`ve forgotten who I`ve been

My mother lifts me up
to her huge soft breast
Her nipple like a berry both
hard and brown
Her eyes look on me like waves of the sea
And with small lips
the yellow milk I draw.

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: The Incredible String Band - Pictures In A Mirror Deep in the hollow jail Sleeps Lord Randall The mixed voices speak of bread And of sheets that were scarlet and blue are at his head His heart like a cat drowns in a well He thinks of all the girls he will not love He thinks not of the future or of the past Blue lightning spikes the hills above the sea Where Kasa`s ship sets sail for otherwhere There stands the chief with gold on his hair Two fingers thick each link of coiled ore Speaks to his white skinned wife she answers not He hurls his question angry to the gulls His wife strikes her mouth with a skull like sound The bleeding image of her loss revolves above her mind With every line in its design an accusing eye That pierces Kasa`s soul The slaves row on beneath the dragon flag His heart recoils recall his red-haired son Beneath the burning walls that he razed down His wife and he speak not as wine is brought A cup that seethes like the black blood of wolves His wife`s dagger is hidden in her dress He drinks joyless to a dark sleep The gaoler bangs the iron door Lord Randall wakes in pain He shakes his shackles in the beaten gloom The blood of his wounds is hard as coal The gaoler leads him out upon the blinding bright stair He feels uneven turf beneath his feet The priest intones, the sword falls on his neck The pain is boiling cold They lay him in the tomb at the break of day They close the earthen door upon his clay The birds are plucking worms from the ground Their feathers grey as mist on a cloudy morn Foresters burn branches from the sleeping trees The white sun turns to stone His mother lies in her labor Nine days long She called on Saint Bridget in her time I looked out on the room of mv birth With hangings rich of many strange designs Nobles stand with their wine cups in the room Saluting me and she the King`s queen Already I am forgetting who I am Already I`ve forgotten who I`ve been My mother lifts me up to her huge soft breast Her nipple like a berry both hard and brown Her eyes look on me like waves of the sea And with small lips the yellow milk I draw. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Pictures In A Mirror: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/26958.html Все тексты песен: The Incredible String Band » The Incredible String Band - Fair As You » The Incredible String Band - Nightfall » The Incredible String Band - Seagull » The Incredible String Band - See Your Face And I Know You » The Incredible String Band - Cold February » The Incredible String Band - Turquoise Blue » The Incredible String Band - Juggler`s Song » The Incredible String Band - Darling Belle » The Incredible String Band - Veshengro » The Incredible String Band - Painting Box » The Incredible String Band - I Know You » The Incredible String Band - Black Jack Davy » The Incredible String Band - Born In Your Town » The Incredible String Band - Way Back In The 1960`s » The Incredible String Band - Good Dog » The Incredible String Band - Smoke Shovelling Song » The Incredible String Band - Dreams Of No Return » The Incredible String Band - Little Cloud » The Incredible String Band - Old Buccaneer » The Incredible String Band - The Yellow Snake Рекомендуем скачать: » Олег Щетников - Блюз кошачьей тоски » Ольга Тишина - Королевство ветров » Ольга Тишина - Когда я увижу тебя » Ольга Ясюкович - Вот и встретились. Здравствуй, Боже!.. » Олег Лубягин - Остров Прочида » Олег Щетников - Песня порванных струн » Олег Митяев - Непраздничные вещи » Олег Кабалик - Размышления в автобусе » Ольга Макеева - Если завтра будет дождь » Остап из Солнцево - Графиня » Облачный край, Сергей Богаев - Костя перестукин » Ольга Залесская - Медведица в ковше... » Олег Щетников - Памятник » Олег Городецкий - Станционный смотритель » Ольга Запрудина - Вадиму Егорову » Ольга Арефьева (Ковчег) - Тот » Ольга Запрудина - Что пронеслось вчера... » Олег Митяев - Песня для старшей дочери » Олег Митяев - Абакан » Ольга Запрудина - Авиационно-комариная
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