Текст песни Denny Sandy - Late November
Denny Sandy - Late November слова песни
(Sandy Denny)The wine it was drunkThe ship it was sunkThe shot it was deadAll the sorrows were drownedThe birds they were cloudsThe brides and the shroudsAnd as we drew southThe mist it came downThe wooded ravineTo the wandering streamThe serpent he movedBut no one would sayThe depths of the watersThe bridge which distraught usAnd brought to me thoughtsOf the ill-fated dayThe temples were filledWith the strangest of creaturesOne played it by earOn the banks of the seaThat one was foundBut the others they went underOh, the tears which are shedThey won`t come from meThe methods of madnessThe pathos and the sadnessGod help you allThe insane and wiseThe black and the whiteAnd the darkness of the nightI see only smokeFrom the chimneys ariseThe pilot he flewAll across the sky and woke meHe flew so lowOn the mercury seaThe dream it came backAll about the tall brown peopleThe sacred young herdOn the phosphorus sand