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Текст песни Creatures, The - Fruitman

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Old man sits in an apricot tree
He sees I and I sees he
Old man sweet as the fruit he`s picking
Knows the rhythm of nature`s ticking

Gives a smile of tooth and metal
Winks an eye like a falling petal
Face a furrowed field of life tracks
The years of the living knife

He I love, he I know
Seasons come, so fruitman go

Through the crowd I enter in
See the head of virgin skin
Frail the old man`s hand I take
Peace be with you Sunday shake

Sweet old man he turns to me
Tries to tell me what`s to be
He don`t say no words at all
Tears from him like fruit do fall

He I love, he I know
See sons that come, so fruitman go

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