Gary Brooker - The cycle
Tekst :
Rain is falling all around
It seeps into the ground and it flows
let it grow, let it grow
Streams by water filled
Feed rivers, turning mills and it grows
let it flow, let it flow
Raindrops are tears falling from Heaven
I ve seen the mist rise up from the Severn
The chain is complete, the cycle not broken
Teardrops are rain that say more than any words spoken
Wheat and barleycorn
by help of moisture born, our food
Let it grow, let it grow
Usk or the Wye, it doesn t bother me
Sea, river, lake, as long as they re close and free
Ask me why? Water s a part of me
I m even-tenths wet! Yes all but a third of me s Water
Water {Severn, Usk and Wye are rivers in the south-west of England}
Dark and thund ry skies
Cloud our eyes: that s how it goes
Let it flow, let it flow
Let it grow, Let it grow
Let it flow, let it flow.
Inne utwory
The angler Angelina Say it Aaint so Joe Saw the fire Keith reid Trick of the night Hang on rose Home loving Let me in Low flying birds Nothing but the truth Two fools in love Give me something to remember Old Manhattan melodies Savannah Another way Within our house Count me out Lead me to the water Losowe utwory
Yes she s leaving on the train
Never coming back again
The lines go far ahead
Got a job fixed in the city
Wants to be a star she s pretty
And I don t get a part
So please no more sad...
Nadie sabe como se enteran,
las moscas siempre encuentran la herida.
Mueren dos personas en un tiroteo,
justo al lado una familia muere de frío.
Aprobada la ley seca en la Unión Americana,
corra rápidamente a la frontera más cercana.
No arrojen basuras en este río,
el agua esta llena de peces malignos.
El gordo trafica con animales,
el...
Six o clock in the morning
Wake up by the bed
There sits a Japanese toy
And I like it
See the name on the wrapping
Can t read yet but I know
it s made for me (lucky boy)
And I want...
All relaxed with nails bit to the quick while golden was the silence,
like a foam filling the mouth of the exempt.
The burdened saw the damage, absorbed with our legs lost to heated white lies.
We remain to pull its frame from the ashen wreck of anxiety,
blown to conspicious borrowed attacks.
We ve...
It s all about you!
I can t take it
I ve been workin myself to the bone
Just to make it
To the moment that we re all alone
In my mind I pull your body closer
Every second feels like a day
In my mind I m lyin next to you
It s just...