I had a king in a tenement castle Lately he's taken to painting the pastel walls brown He's taken the curtains down, he's swept with the broom of contempt
on a gray background There's oil on the puddles in taffeta patterns That run down the drain In colored arrangements that Michael will change With a
I hired a coach to take me from confusion to the plane And though we shared a common space I know I'll never meet again The driver with his eyebrows furrowed
Light up light up, light up your lazy blue eyes Moon's up nights up taking the town by surprise Night time night time day left an hour ago City light
are changing Everyday in every way Sometimes it is spring Sometimes it is not anything A poet can sing Sometimes we try Yes we always try We have a
There's a man who sends her medals He is bleeding from the war And there's a jouster and a jester And a man who owns a store There's a drummer and a
is human And humans are hungry for worlds they can't share My dreams with the seagulls fly out of reach out of cry I call to a seagull, who dives to
your fleet wings, I have brought my dreams to share A dream that you love someone, a dream that the wars are done A dream that you tell no one but the
he came to port, I wonder To see a lady, so my friends say She dances for the sailors In a smoky cabaret bar underground Down in a cellar in a harbor
Marcie in a coat of flowers Stops inside a candy store Reds are sweet and greens are sour Still no letter at her door So she'll wash her flower curtains
is human And humans are hungry For worlds they can't share My dreams with the seagulls fly Out of reach out of cry I call to a seagull Who dives to
Tłumaczenie: Mitchell Joni. Song To A Seagull.
: I had a king in a tenement castle Lately he's taken to painting the pastel walls brown He's taken the curtains down He's swept with the broom of contempt
bright on a grey background There's oil on the puddles in taffeta patterns That run down the drain In colored arrangements That Michael will change with a
seasons are changing Everyday in everyway Sometimes it is spring Sometimes it is not anything A poet can sing Sometimes we try Yes we always try We have a
: I hired a coach to take me from confusion to the plane And though we shared a common space I know I'll never meet again The driver with his eyebrows
he came to port I wonder To see a lady so my friends say She dances for the sailors In a smoky cabaret bar underground Down in a cellar in a harbor town
