Текст песни Harvey Pj - The Wind, слова песни Harvey Pj

Текст песни Harvey Pj - The Wind

Harvey Pj - The Wind слова песни

Catherine liked high placesHigh up on the hillsA place for making noisesNoises like the whalesHere she built a chapel withHer image on the wallA place where she could rest andA place where she could wash and listen to the wind blowShe dreamt of children`s voicesAnd torture on the wheelPatron-Saint of nothingA woman of the hillsShe once was a ladyOf pleasure and high-bornA lady of the cityBut now she sits and moans and listens to the wind blowI see her in her chapelHigh up on the hillShe must be so lonelyOh Mother, can`t we giveA husband to our Catherine?A handsome one, a dearA rich one for the ladySomeone to listen with

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The Wind

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