Текст песни Xtc - Summer`s Cauldron
Xtc - Summer`s Cauldron слова песни
Drowning here in Summer`s CauldronUnder mats of flower lavaPlease don`t pull me out this is how I would want to goBreathing in the boiling butterFruit of sweating golden incaPlease don`t heed my shout I`m relax in the undertowWhen Miss Moon lays downAnd Sir Sun stands upMe I`m found floating round and roundLike a bug in brandyIn this big bronze cupDrowning here in Summer`s CauldronTrees are dancing drunk with nectarGrass is waving underwaterPlease don`t pull me out this is how I would want to goInsect bomber Buddhist droningCopper chord of August`s organPlease don`t heed my shout I`m relax in the undertowWhen Miss Moon lays down in her hilltop bedAnd Sir Sun stands up raise his regal headMe I`m found floating round and roundLike a bug in brandyIn this big bronze cupDrowning here in Summer`s Cauldron