Текст песни Marc Bolan - Chariots Of Silk
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Текст песни Marc Bolan - Chariots Of Silk
Chariots Of SilkThe toad road licked my wheels like a sabreWinds of the marsh lightly blewStone jars stacked with stars on her shouldersHunters of pity she slew.Chariots of Silk she rode( )Stallions of gold she owned.A mad Mage with a maid on his eyebrowsHunteth the realm for a GodWho could teach him the craft of decantingThe glassy entrails of a frog.Chariots of Silk she rodeStallions of gold she owned.The Bard of my birth with his balletWalked the wild worlds in the chaseFor the black-chested canaryWho as a moose can sing bass.Chariots of Silk she rodeStallions of gold she owned.