Δευτέρα, Οκτωβρίου 22, 2012

ΤΟ ΠΟΤΑΜΙ ΤΗΣ ΛΥΠΗΣ

There is a black river
It passes by my window
And late at night
All dolled up like Christ
I walk the water
Between the piers

Singing
Oh
River of sorrow
River of time, river
River of sorrow
Don't swallow this time

For we all know the baby has expired
Long ago she was pulled from the mire
And no precious liar or well-wisher
Can return the love that was stolen

Oh
River of sorrow
River of time, river
River of sorrow
Don't swallow this time

Can you see the light
At the end of the dark passageway
Take me wit you towads this light
Into the darkness passing over the faces in the river
Hear me!
I'm whispering in your ear!

Oh
River of sorrow
Oh, river of time
River of sorrow
Don't swallow this time

Oh
River of sorrow
Oh, river of time
River of sorrow
Don't swallow this time



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