Тексты песен «Jethro Tull»

What a sight for my eyes to see you in sleep. Could it stop the sunrise, hearing you weep? You're not seen, you're not heard, But I stand by my word. Came a thousand miles just to catch you while you're smiling. What a...

Well I saw a bird today - flying from a bush and the wind blew it away. And the black-eyed mother sun scorched the butterfly at play - velvet veined I saw it burn. With a wintry storm-blown sigh, a silver...

I have to call you up. Think I've seen a vision of rhythm in gold. [???] move that way. No [???] would dare to be so bold. Must tell the boys to follow you, Catch you where you go underground. A lady of means I can...

Now is the solstice of the year. Winter is the glad song that you hear. Seven maids move in seven time. Have the lads up ready in the line. Ring out these bells. Ring out, ring Solstice Bells. Ring, Solstice Bells...

Savage night on a misty island. Lights wink out on the canyon walls. Two old boys in a stolen racer. Black rubber contrails in the unwashed halls. And all roads out of here, seem to lead right back to the Rock Island...

There's a black cat down on the quayside. Ship's lights, green eyes glowing in the dark. Two young cops handing out a beating: know how to hurt and leave no mark. Down in the half-lit bar of the hotel there's a call for...

Roll yer own. Don't mean you got no money. Only that you got no opportunity to shake it with that friend of mine. Roll yer own if you can't buy readymade; if you won't be satisfied when you feel the sudden need to...

Words get written. Words get twisted. Old meanings move in the drift of time. Lift the flickering torches. See gentle shadows change the features of the faces cut in unmoving stone. Bad mouth on a prayer day, hope no...

She moves with machinery for the fancy sports car trade. Part of the industrial process: she sees that they stay made. She works from early A.M.. They work her to the bone. When I call her in the evening, she's too...

I chase your every footstep and I follow every whim. When you call the tune I'm ready to strike up the battle hymn. My lady of the meadows My comber of the beach You've thrown the stick for your dog's trick...

She dances through the flower-filled room ? Sea-green eyes a-sparking. Or are they blue? The message clear: Seduce the master, winking. Dainty feet circles inscribe Upon the frozen parquet. Arabesque in compound time:...

In and out of shady places -- walking on cold corners of the maze. Following the trace you leave unwittingly. I wanna be no Saboteur. Oh, no, me no Saboteur. Painted ducks across your landscape -- happy in your...

She said she was a dancer. If I believed it, it was my business. She surely knew a thing or two about control. Next to the bar we hit the samovar. She almost slipped right through my fingers. It was snowing outside and...

When the holy (........) decides to take a look, Refers to the pages of his holy book, Sends the warm rain falling from the sky, If you've never been a sailor better try If you've never been a sailor better try If...

Salamander --- born in the sun-kissed flame. Who was it lit your candle --- branded you with your name? I see you walking by my window in your Kensington haze. Salamander, burn for me and I'll burn for...

Dear uncle sold her into the purest kind of slavery. Hood-eyed little middlemen profited from damaged goods Along the way. Good angels brought her back to a last nepal summer. Debased, hollow-faced, a smile might become...

They left me leaving my house on fire And me running round. Got out through the window. While [faint?] little skirts of fate was not my idea of fun, I'll jump to it gladly. The town was filled with smoke and haze...

In our [???] of ancient times, Stood a lone friend of mine. Reflected by the ever-burning sigh Of God, who happened by. And in the dawn, there came the song Of some sweet lady singing in his ear, "Your God has gone,...

Take you away for my magic ship I have two hundred diesel horses thundering loud Sea birds call your name and the mountain's on fire As the summer lightning cuts the sky like a hot wire And you ride on the swell and...

Over the mountains, and under the sky - Riding dirty gray horses, go you and I: Mating with chance, copulating with mirth - The sad-glad paymasters (for what it's worth). The ice-cream castles are refrigerated: The...