Текст песни King Crimson 1969 In The Court Of The Crimson King - 04 Moonchild Including The Dream The Illusion
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ЛУННОЕ ДИТЯ Зови ее дитя луны, Той, что на отмелях речных Кружит неторопливо Прелестное дитя луны Ей снятся сказочные сны Под тенью ивы Лесная речь понятна ей Под паутиною ветвей И жалобы фонтана Волшебной палочкою хор Полночных птиц, как дирижер Она ведет и солнце ждет В горах туманных Зови ее дитя мечты Срывает лунные цветы В садах случайных Дитя, влюбленное в луну Ее на отзвуках минут Года качают В молочном платье на ветру Скользит, бросает руны в круг И ждет ответа, Играя с духами зари, Когда же с ней заговорит Дитя рассвета King Crimson MOONCHILD Call her moonchild Dancing in the shallows of a river Lovely moonchild Dreaming in the shadow of the willow. Talking to the trees of the cobweb strange Sleeping on the steps of a fountain Waving silver wands to the night-birds song Waiting for the sun on the mountain. She's a moonchild Gathering the flowers in a garden. Lovely moonchild Drifting on the echoes of the hours. Sailing on the wind in a milk white gown Dropping circle stones on a sun dial Playing hide and seek with the ghosts of dawn Waiting for a smile from a sun child. С альбома "In the Court of the Crimson King" (1969) Смотрите также:
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Lunar Child
Call her child of the Moon,
That on the shag of river
Grieves leisurely
Adorable Child Moon
She starred fabulous dreams
Under the shadow of waist
Forest speech is understandable to her
Under the web branches
And Complaints Fontana
Magic rod choir
Midnight birds like a conductor
She leads and the sun is waiting
In the mountains of foggy
Call her child's child
Takes up the lunar flowers
In random gardens
Child in love in the moon
Her on the essays
Year shake
In a dairy dress in the wind
Slides, throws runes in a circle
And waiting for a response,
Playing with dawn spirits
When will it speak with her
Child of Dawn.
King Crimson.
Moonchild.
Call Her Moonchild.
Dancing In The Shallows Of A River
Lovely Moonchild.
Dreaming In The Shadow
Of the Willow.
Talking to the Trees of the
COBWEB STRANGE.
Sleeping on the Steps of a Fountain
Waving Silver Wands To The
NIGHT-BIRDS SONG
WAITING FOR THE SUN ON THE MOUNTAIN.
She's a moonchild
Gathering The Flowers in a Garden.
Lovely Moonchild.
Drifting on the Echoes of the Hours.
SAILING ON THE WIND
IN A MILK WHITE GOWN
Dropping Circle Stones ON Sun Dial
Playing Hide and Seek
WITH THE GHOSTS OF DAWN
WAITING FOR A SMILE FROM A SUN CHILD.
From the album "In The Court of the Crimson King" (1969)
