Текст песни NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS - The Loom Of The Land
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Текст песни NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS - The Loom Of The Land
It was the dirty end of winterAlong the loom of the landWhen I walked with sweet SallyHand upon handAnd the wind it bit bitter( )For a boy of no meansWith no shoes on his feetAnd a knife in his jeansAlong the loom of the landThe mission bells peeledFrom the tower at Saint Mary'sDown to Reprobate FieldsAnd I saw that the worldWas all blessed and brightAnd Sally breathed softlyIn the majestic nightO baby please don't cryAnd try to keepYour little hand upon my shoulderNow go to sleepThe elms and the poplarsWere turning their backsPast the rumbling stationWe followed the tracksWe found an untrodden pathAnd followed it downThe moon in the skyLike a dislodged crownMy hands they burnedIn the folds of her coatBreathing milky white airFrom deep in her throatO baby please don't cryAnd try to keepYour little head upon my shoulderNow go to sleepI told Sally in whispersI'll never bring you harmHer breast it was smallAnd warm in my palmI told her the moonWas a magical thingThat it shone gold in winterAnd silver in springAnd we walked and walkedAcross the endless sandsJust me and my SallyAlong the loom of the landO baby please don't cryAnd try to keep