Текст Paul Kelly – 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?»
Like a bird on the wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free