Текст песни Faces - Wicked Messenger
Faces - Wicked Messenger слова песни
(bob dylan)There was a wicked messengerFrom eli he did come,With a mind that multipliedThe smallest matterWhen questioned who had sent for himHe answered with a thumb.For his tongue it could not speak, but only flatterHe stayed behind the assembly hall,It was there that he made his bed,Oftentimes he could be seen returning.Until one day he just appearedWith a note in his hand which read,"the soles of my feet, I swear theyre burning".The leaves began to fallinAnd the seas began to part,And the people that confronted him were manyAnd he was told these last few words,Which opened up his heart,"if ye cannot bring good news, then dont bring any"