Текст Jethro Tull – Requiem
Текст:
Well, I saw a bird today — flying from a bush and the
wind blew it away.
And the black-eyed mother sun scorched the butterfly
at play — velvet veined.
I saw it burn.
With a wintry storm-blown sigh, a silver cloud blew
right on by.
And, taking in the morning, I sang — O Requiem.
Well, my lady told me, «Stay.»
I looked aside and walked away along the Strand.
But I didn’t say a word, as the train time-table blurred
close behind the taxi stand.
Saw her face in the tear-drop black cab window.
Fading in the traffic; watched her go.
And taking in the morning, heard myself singing —
O Requiem.
Here I go again.
It’s the same old story.
Well, I saw a bird today — I looked aside and walked
away along the Strand.
With a wintry storm-blown sigh, a silver cloud blew
right on by.
And, taking in the morning, I sang — O Requiem.
Well, my lady told me, «Stay.»
I looked aside and walked away along the Strand.
But I didn’t say a word, as the train time-table blurred
close behind the taxi stand.
Saw her face in the tear-drop black cab window.
Fading in the traffic; watched her go.
And taking in the morning, heard myself singing —
O Requiem.
Here I go again.
It’s the same old story.
Well, I saw a bird today — I looked aside and walked
away along the Strand.
