Текст песни Suzanne Vega - Rosemary
Suzanne Vega - Rosemary слова песни
Music & lyrics by suzanne vegaDo you remember how you walked with meDown the street into the square? How the women selling rosemaryPressed the branches to your chest,Promised luck and all the rest,And put their fingers in your hair? I had met you just the day before,Like an accident of fate,In the window there behind your door.How I wanted to break inTo that room beneath your skin,But all that would have to wait.In the carmen of the martyrs,With the statues in the courtyardWhose heads and hands were taken,In the burden of the sun;I had come to meet youWith a question in my footsteps.I was going up the hillsideAnd the journey just begun.My sister says she never dreams at nightThere are days when I know why;Those possibilities within her sight,With no way of coming true.Some things just dont get throughInto this world , although they try.In the carmen of the martyrsWith the statues in the courtyardWhose heads and hands were taken,In the burden of the sun;I had come to meet youWith a question in my footsteps.I was going up the hillsideAnd the journey just begun.All I know of youIs in my memoryAll I ask is youRemember me.