Текст песни Paul Simon - Quiet
Paul Simon - Quiet слова песни
Words & music by paul simonI am heading for a time of quietWhen my restlessness is pastAnd I can lie down on my blanketAnd release my fists at lastI am heading for a time of solitudeOf peace without illusionsWhen the perfect circleMarries all beginnings and conclusionsAnd when they sayThat youre not good enoughWell the answer isYoure hotBut who are theyOr what is itThat eats at what youve gotWith the hunger of ambitionFor the change inside the purseThey are handcuffs on the soul, my friendsHandcuffs on the soulAnd worseI am heading for a place of quietWhere the sage and sweetgrass growBy a lake of sacred waterFrom the mountains melted snow