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  • Текст песни Holly Cole - waters of march

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    На этой странице находится текст песни Holly Cole - waters of march, а также перевод песни и видео или клип.
    A stick, a stone,
    It's the end of the road,
    It's the rest of a stump,
    It's a little alone

    It's a sliver of glass,
    It is life, it's the sun,
    It is night, it is death,
    It's a gun

    The foot, the ground,
    The flesh and the bone,
    The beat of the road,
    A slingshot's stone

    A fish, a flash,
    A silvery glow,
    A fight, a bet,
    The range of a bow

    The wood of the wind,
    The steps in the hall
    A scratch, a lump,
    It is nothing at all

    A spear, a spike,
    A point, a nail,
    A drip, a drop,
    It's the end of the tale

    A truckload of bricks
    In the soft morning light,
    A shot of a gun
    In the dead of the night

    A mile, a must,
    A thrust, a bump,
    It's a girl, it's a rhyme,
    It's a cold, it's the mumps

    The plan of the house,
    The body in bed,
    It's the car that got stuck,
    It's the mud, it's the mud

    And the riverbank talks
    of the waters of March,
    It's the promise of life
    It's the joy in your heart

    Afloat, adrift,
    A flight, a wing,
    A hawk, a quail,
    The promise of spring

    The bed of the well,
    The end of the line,
    The dismay in your face,
    It's a loss, it's a find

    A snake, a stick,
    It is John, it is Joe,
    It's a thorn in your hand
    and a cut in your toe

    Well the riverbank talks
    of the waters of March,
    It's the promise of life
    It's the joy in your heart

    A point, a grain,
    A bee, a bite,
    A blink, a buzzard,
    A sudden stroke of night

    A pin, a needle,
    A sting, a pain,
    A snail, a riddle,
    A wasp, a stain

    A stick, a stone,
    The end of the load,
    The rest of a stump,
    A lonesome road

    And the riverbank talks
    of the waters of March,
    It's the end of despair
    It's the joy in your heart.

    It's the joy in your heart.

    It's the joy in your heart.

    The foot, the ground,
    A stick, a stone,
    It's a hunch, it's a hope

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