Текст Ziggy Alberts – Hands I Can Hold

So keep the things we can’t breathe without
And I’ll seek a woman like you
And we’ll reach for hands with which I can earn
And we will keep these

So she said to me
Give me words that I can fold
And then I’ll keep them in my pocket, above my shirt and above my heart and above my home
These hands I can hold I can hold

Turmeric in teas and wisdom of our own
There is plastic in our seas
And there is plastic in our homes, in our homes
These hands I can hold I can hold
Hands I can hold, I can hold
These hands I can hold what I can hold

And so we will share some tea on the porch
And then we’ll spend time
In the sea in before and after dark
And all this stone and wood
All this stone and wood will stay here, stay clear
And you know that we’ll get old

Hands I can hold, I can hold
Hands I can hold, I can hold
These hands I can hold, I can hold

And I can’t promise you much
But time by the sea
See I can’t promise you things
But I can promise you these

Hands I can hold I can hold
Hands I can hold, I can hold