Текст песни Marillion - The Fruit of The Wild Rose
Marillion - The Fruit of The Wild Rose слова песни
Goodnight my loveIm so aloneAnd so surroundedBy your sweet memoryI cannot sleepFor all these dreamsThey come to playTill dawn comes stealin them away..The fruit of the wild roseHangs here with summer goneVoluptuous crimsonAs the days become colderThe fruit of the wild roseIn a warmer countryWhere the sea meets the landYou may walk with your babyIn the afternoonPerhaps some aromaFrom a street cafMight sadden your eyesCarry you awayThe fruit of the wild roseSweet and so sour on the tongueSwollen and crimsonAs the light fades and shortensThe thorny wild roseShe gave me a summer but shes goneAs england faces the winterIn your eyes, in your mind, in your mindClearer than a photographNo passing of timeEver could fadeYou and iShimmering ghostlyLike a wild garden from another lifeWill you throw your armTurn your body roundBreathe a sudden sighWherever you lie sleepingStir your hipsFeel the seed inside so sweetDreaming westbound wavesAnd a man comin back from the sea...DreamingDance for me rose