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Текст (слова) песни: Xtc - Summers Cauldron
Drowning here in summers cauldron
Under mats of flower lava
Please dont pull me out this is how I would want to go
Breathing in the boiling butter
Fruit of sweating golden inca
Please dont heed my shout Im relax in the undertow
When miss moon lays down
And sir sun stands up
Me Im found floating round and round
Like a bug in brandy
In this big bronze cup
Drowning here in summers cauldron
Trees are dancing drunk with nectar
Grass is waving underwater
Please dont pull me out this is how I would want to go
Insect bomber buddhist droning
Copper chord of augusts organ
Please dont heed my shout Im relax in the undertow
When miss moon lays down
In her hilltop bed
And sir sun stands up
Raise his regal head
Me Im found floating round and round
Like a bug in brandy
In this big bronze cup
Drowning here in summers cauldron
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