Текст песни «Marianne Faithfull - Alone»


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From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were aa I have not seen
As others saw aa I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I lov'd, I lov'd alone.
Then aa in my childhood aa in the dawn
Of a most stormy life aa was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
To mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In it's autumn tint of gold aa
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by aa
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(when the rest of heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.