Текст песни Suzanne Vega - The Marching Dream
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I have dreamed that many menHave marched across this fieldI have wished that I could take each manAnd hold him against the flame in my heartI had a dream that my face was oldAnd all the children came to seeFirst they laughed and then they ranAnd I slammed the door behind themAnd as the tears began to riseYou climbed the stairsYou came into my roomWhere I was waiting thereNow I have dreamed of all mens armsBut this time it was youI drew the curtains and it was dimAnd it was strange and it was newI have wished that I could hearEach secret toldBy lovers in the battleWith each shade of red and goldI have wished that I could take each manAnd hold him to the flameAnd read the secret writing thereAnd know each one by nameI have dreamed that many menHave marched across this fieldI have wished that I could pourMy life into each oneListeningListeningListening(may 1980)