Текст Judy Collins – Bird On The Wire

Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,

Like a baby, stillborn,
like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
and by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
he said to me, «You must not ask for so much.»
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
she cried to me, «Hey, why not ask for more?»

Oh like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.