Sharon Robinson

[cotya]

So come, my friends, be not afraid.
We are so lightly here.
It is in love that we are made;
In love we disappear...

O Crown of Light, O Darkened One,
I never thought we’d meet.
You kiss my lips, and then you're gone:
I’m back on Boogie Street.

A sip of wine, a cigarette,
And then it’s time to go.
I tidied up the kitchenette;
I tuned the old banjo.
I’m wanted at the traffic-jam.
They’re saving me a seat.
I’m what I am, and what I am,
Is back on Boogie Street.

And O my love, I still recall
The pleasures that we knew;
The rivers and the waterfall,
Wherein I bathed with you.
Bewildered by your beauty there,
I’d kneel to dry your feet.
By such instructions you prepare
A man for Boogie Street.

O Crown of Light, O Darkened One…

So come, my friends, be not afraid.
We are so lightly here.
It is in love that we are made;
In love we disappear.
Tho’ all the maps of blood and flesh
Are posted on the door,
There’s no one who has told us yet
What Boogie Street is for.

O Crown of Light, O Darkened One,
I never thought we’d meet.
You kiss my lips, and then it’s done:
I’m back on Boogie Street.

Comments

[ingr.livejournal.com]

Чёёёта ты - ЗАСЛУШАЛАСЬ :))))

[cotya.livejournal.com]

ну, попса же :)
у меня работа новая, т.е. компутер новый, т.е. в нем никакой музыки нет вообще, кроме этого.
а работы много и искать некогда, вот и слушаю.
ну не о подпорных же стенах мне писать - в семь вечера и на работе 8)

[ingr.livejournal.com]

Кошмар НАХ - иди домой!

[cotya.livejournal.com]

уже дома, даже борщом накормили 8)

какое счастье, когда 10 мин до работы, невероятное.

[ingr.livejournal.com]

Да уж - можно по 18-ть часофф неразгибаться :)))))

[cotya.livejournal.com]

«на безрыбье сам раком станешь»? :)