Текст песни Xtc - Summers Cauldron
Xtc - Summers Cauldron слова песни
Drowning here in summers cauldronUnder mats of flower lavaPlease dont pull me out this is how I would want to goBreathing in the boiling butterFruit of sweating golden incaPlease dont heed my shout Im relax in the undertowWhen miss moon lays downAnd sir sun stands upMe Im found floating round and roundLike a bug in brandyIn this big bronze cupDrowning here in summers cauldronTrees are dancing drunk with nectarGrass is waving underwaterPlease dont pull me out this is how I would want to goInsect bomber buddhist droningCopper chord of augusts organPlease dont heed my shout Im relax in the undertowWhen miss moon lays downIn her hilltop bedAnd sir sun stands upRaise his regal headMe Im found floating round and roundLike a bug in brandyIn this big bronze cupDrowning here in summers cauldron