Текст песни Elysian Fields - Black Acres
Elysian Fields - Black Acres слова песни
Whirlwind take me thereWhere I will be his lady fairSheets of night hiding usGusts of wind riding usI`m blown away into his handsI`m weak and high, can barely standIn the web of dizzy leavesVirgins all, elude the treesTouch me now, touch me The black acres are claiming meThey`re claiming meHe holds me up like a babePressing close I can`t behaveI need to have this little deathI`m up against his downy chestIn the web of dizzy leavesVirgins all, elude the treesThe chill is flush with burning fleshIt`s so refined this little deathTouch me now, touch meThe black acres are claiming meThey`re claiming meTouch me now, touch meThe black acres are claiming meThey`re claiming meBlack acresI`m running away from homeAnd the wind, the wind is blowin`And the weathervaneIts heathen songLulls the worldWith silver tongue