Текст John Denver – Opposite Tables

Father, oh, father please hear me, my song is a cry of desperation.
All of the words I hear have lost their meaning.
My life is a well of confusion drowned out by the sound of the lost and lonely.
Only the voice inside speaks your name to me.

My brothers at opposite tables, like fire and water against each other.
Only a fool can’t see the obvious ending.
Are we as ashes to wildwood? Is life just a fire that can only consume us?
Is there no vision of love to bind us together?
If they only knew the things that I know, If they only could see the things that I see.
If they only knew the things that I know, If they only could see the things that I see.