Текст песни Joni Mitchell - The Only Joy in Town
Joni Mitchell - The Only Joy in Town слова песни
I want to paint a pictureBotticelli styleInstead of venus on a clamId paint this flower child"you are the air my flowers breathe"He calls, and the ladies turn aroundOn the first day of springIm looking at the only joy aroundHes the only joy aroundThe only joy I foundThe only joy in townThe spanish steps are crowdedBunch of bodies brooding thereDead pan side-walk vendorsHustling vacant staresMaking all the more exceptionalThis fool in a flower crownOn the first day of springIm looking at the only joy in townHes the only joy aroundThe only joy I foundThe only joy in townThe botticelli black boyWith the fuchias in his hairIs breathing in women like oxygenOn the spanish stairsIn my youth I would have followed himAll through this terra-cotta townOn the first day of springWed dance and singAnd be the only joy aroundWed be the only joy aroundThe only joy in townHes the only joy Ive foundAll dayAt night these streets are emptyWhere does everybody goWhere are the brash and tender roomsIn roman candle glowWhere are fellinis circusLa dolce vita clownsOn the first day of springIm lookingAt the only joy in townHes the only joy aroundThe only joy I foundThe only joy in town