Nick Drake - Bird flew by
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Bird flew by
And wondered, wondered why
She was white
And ought to stay up in the sky
From the air she could wonder
For the reason
What s the point of a year
Or a season
Your life flies away
As the night turns to day
If you start once to think
Your hair will soon turn grey
But one would like to wonder
For the reason
What s the point of a year
Or a season
The list of fallen stars
And crumbled, broken hearts
Comes from a need
To play so many parts
But one would like to wonder
For the reason
What s the point of a year
Or a season
The wind and the rain
Shook hands again
Untouched by the world
They managed to keep sane
They were able to wonder
For the reason
What s the point of a year
Or a season
Bird flew by
And wondered, wondered why
She was white
And ought to stay up in the sky
From the air she could wonder
For the reason
What s the point of a year
Or a season
Inne utwory
Rider on the wheel The thoughts of Mary Jane Been smoking too long Here come the blues Day is done Harvest sreed Pink moon Stuck on you My sugar so sweet Blossom friend Strange meeting II Finger lakes Tired of pretending Blues run the game Which will Cocaine blues Northern sky Fruit tree Losowe utwory
Wymyśliłam cię nocą przy blasku świec,
nauczyłam się ciebie po prostu chcieć.
Wystarczyła mi chwila niewielka,
byś imię miał, byś po prostu się stał.
Wymyśliłam cię z cienia, nim nastał świt,
powierzyłam się niemal aż po sam wstyd.
Nie wahałam się ani minuty,...
Brzydka ona,brzydki on.
Mała stacja kiepski bar,
a oni przytuleni jakoś niezwykle tak
jakby sie miał utlenić nagle świat.
I gdzieś w jeziorach źrenic
światło na tysiac par,
w czterech słońcach żar.
Gdzieś tu chyba zakpił los.
ona brzydka brzydki on.
A taka ładna miłość,aż nie realna wręcz
tak...
I see them walk down the avenue
This parade for the blessed
It makes me sad see they re coming thru
When my life is just a mess
And in every tale of wisdom
I ve never found a line
That could give me consolation
For my mind
So why don t you kiss me with a feeling?
That...
Little field mice
Living under the house
Never eating much
Tough life for a mouse
And if you think you re gonna be spared you re wrong
Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don t think twice about
Whatever keeps you itchin
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get...
I finally learned what’s all
And how to let it go
When it comes my way
Don’t care to know
Forget what others say
Worry some other day
And things just seem to go my way
Get up with somebody
Take up your body
Let up and nobody
Make...