Текст песни Bob Dylan - Golden Loom
Bob Dylan - Golden Loom слова песни
Smoky autumn night, stars up in the sky,I see the sailin boats across the bay go by.Eucalyptus trees hang above the streetAnd then I turn my head, for youre approachin me.Moonlight on the water, fishermans daughter, floatin in to my roomWith a golden loom.First we wash our feet near the immortal shrineAnd then our shadows meet and then we drink the wine.I see the hungry clouds up above your faceAnd then the tears roll down, what a bitter taste.And then you drift away on a summers day where the wildflowers bloomWith your golden loom.I walk across the bridge in the dismal lightWhere all the cars are stripped between the gates of night.I see the trembling lion with the lotus flower tailAnd then I kiss your lips as I lift your veil.But youre gone and then all I seem to recall is the smell of perfumeAnd your golden loom.