Текст песни Van Morrison - Sweet Thing
Van Morrison - Sweet Thing слова песни
And I will stroll the merry wayAnd jump the hedges firstAnd I will drink the clearClean water for to quench my thirstAnd I shall watch the ferry-boatsAnd they`ll get highOn a bluer oceanAgainst tomorrow`s skyAnd I will never grow so old againAnd I will walk and talkIn gardens all wet with rain Oh sweet thing, sweet thingMy, my, my, my, my sweet thingAnd I shall drive my chariotDown your streets and cry`Hey, it`s me, I`m dynamiteAnd I don`t know why`And you shall take me stronglyIn your arms againAnd I will not rememberThat I even felt the pain.We shall walk and talkIn gardens all misty and wet with rainAnd I will never, never, neverGrow so old again. Oh sweet thing, sweet thingMy, my, my, my, my sweet thingAnd I will raise my hand upInto the night time skyAnd count the starsThat`s shining in your eyeJust to dig it all an` not to wonderThat`s just fineAnd I`ll be satisfiedNot to read in between the linesAnd I will walk and talkIn gardens all wet with rainAnd I will never, ever, ever, everGrow so old again.Oh sweet thing, sweet thingSugar-baby with your champagne eyesAnd your saint-like smile....