Allan Taylor все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

One frozen smile, one dying fall
One crooked mile, one wailing wall
One broken vow, divides the few
Too late somehow to make anew
One bird in spring, come summer soon
Young lovers sing a simple tune
Too young to know how dreams are brief
And come to fall, one autumn leaf

You were gentle and I was rough,
I was talking big and acting tough.
Now I've forgotten your name, it was so long ago
We lost touch, I had the world to see.
I didn't think of you, did you think of me?
Should have got you a flower to wave in your hair.
I should have done something that was tender
To show that I care , to show that I care.

O, there's many one sings of the grass, the grass
And many one sings of the corn
But those that sing of good Robin Hood, know little where he was born

O, William was large of limb and life and come of high degree
And he has gone to Earl Richard to serve for a meat and fee
Earl Richard had one daughter dear, the fairest in the land
And William he has courted her to ask her for her hand

Paris nineteen fifty-six, number nine rue Git le Coeur
Word is out and everybody's beating on the door
Madame Rachou will let you in, just smile and ring the bell
Welcome to Nirvana at the Beat hotel

The sweet smell of Pernod, a Gauloise cigarette
It's a cosmic congregation but you ain't seen nothing yet
It's an open invitation, an existential clientele

Beware the dream that turns to greed
When the flower rejects the seed
When the lover does not yearn
For the swallow's swift return

Too late the lesson has been learned
The flowers withered, the letters burned
The fond embrace is just a breeze

They sit and wait
Waiting for the light to fade away
Perhaps to rise another day
To sit and wait
Another month, another year
And still be here
The same old place, the same old chair
Every day is much the same

Time will not be mastered
He will do just as he please
He will watch you when you stumble
Watch you fall upon your knees
He will place upon your breaking back
A weight you cannot hold
And as you stand there broken
He will watch you growing old

She lies there sleeping, her hair's in a mess
She's got cheap red wine on the front of her dress
I suppose in a way I love her no less
We've all got our own way of loving I guess

We're two of a kind we get by that way
Neither is waiting for the other to say
I love you, I need you, maybe it's true