Текст песни Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Sad Waters
Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Sad Waters слова песни
Down the road I look and there runs MaryHair of gold and lips like cherriesWe go down to the river where the willows weepTake a naked root for a lovers seatThat rose out of the bitten soilBut sound to the ground by creeping ivy coilsO Mary you have seduced my soulAnd I don`t know right from wrongForever a hostage of your child`s worldAnd then I ran my tin-cup heart alongThe prison of her ribsAnd with a toss of her curlsThat little girl goes wading inRollin her dress up past her kneeTurning these waters into wineThen she platted all the willow vinesMary in the shallows laughingOver where the carp dartSpooked by the new shadows that she castAcross these sad waters and across my heart