Тексты песен «Dylan Thomas»

This day winding down now At God speeded summer's end In the torrent salmon sun, In my seashaken house On a breakneck of rocks Tangled with chirrup and fruit, Froth, flute, fin, and quill At a wood's dancing hoof, By...

The bows glided down, and the coast Blackened with birds took a last look At his thrashing hair and whale-blue eye; The trodden town rang it's cobbles for luck. Then good-bye to the fishermanned Boat with it's anchor...

When the morning was waking over the war He put on his clothes and stepped out and he died, The locks yawned loose and a blast blew them wide, He dropped where he loved on the burst pavement stone And the funeral...

Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass was Green, The night above the dingle starry, Time let me hail and climb Golden in the heydays of his eyes, And...

If I were tickled by the rub of love, A rooking girl who stole me for her side, Broke through her straws, breaking my bandaged string, If the red tickle as the cattle calve Still set to scratch a laughter from my...

If my head hurt a hair's foot Pack back the downed bone. If the unpricked ball of my Breath Bump on a spout let the bubbles jump out. Sooner drop with the worm of the ropes round my throat Than bully I'll love in the...

Through throats where many rivers meet, the curlews cry Under the conceiving moon, on the high chalk hill, And there this night I walk in the white giant's thigh Where barren as boulders women lie longing still To...

Light breaks where no sun shines; Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart Push in their tides; And, broken ghosts with glowworms in their heads, The things of light File through the flesh where no flesh decks the...

A stranger has come To share my room in the house not right in the head, A girl mad as birds Bolting the night of the door with her arm her plume. Strait in the mazed bed She deludes the heaven-proof house with...

Over Sir John's hill, The hawk on fire hangs still; In a hoisted cloud, at drop of dusk, he pulls to his Claws And gallows, up the rays of his eyes the small birds of The bay And the shrill child's play Wars Of the...

Should lanterns shine, the holy face, Caught in an octagon of unaccustomed light, Would wither up, an any boy of love Look twice before he fell from grace. The features in their private dark Are formed of flesh, but...

The hand that signed the paper felled a city; Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath, Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country; These five kings did a king to death. The mighty hand leads to a sloping...

The hunchback in the park A solitary mister Propped between trees and water From the opening of the garden lock That lets the trees and water enter Until the Sunday sombre bell at dark Eating bread from a newspaper...

The tombstone told when she died. Her two surnames stopped me still. A virgin married at rest. She married in this pouring place, That I struck one day by luck, Before I heard in my mother's side Or saw in the...