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Текст песни Jethro Tull - A Gift of Roses

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I count the hours: you count the days.Together, we count the minutes in this passion play.Walk dusty miles. and I ride that trainOn a first class ticket, just to be with you again.Picking up tired feet. back from a far horizon.Cleaned up and brushed down. dressed to look the part.Fresh from gods garden, I bring a gift of roses:To stand in sweet spring water and press them to your heart.Like the kipling cat, I walk alone -Never inviting trouble, never casting the stone.But this badge of honour is of tarnished tin.Lightyour guiding beacon to bring this fisher in.

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