Тексты песен «Jethro Tull»

As one, wet merchants turn their eyes towards the west Trade winds falter as if in dire consequence Freezing fish to fry fail to materialize Christ-child, blood-warm current sends to touch the skies El nino Bathing in...

(Instrumental) Brian Michalowski | "Without music, life would | "I'm sure I'd feel much bam@wam.umd.edu | be a mistake." -- Nietzsche | worse if I wasn't under "Music was his life; it was not his livelihood." |...

I'm slipping into grey. And I was (in my way) good to you. And you were good for me. Bye bye my love. Going to play the end game. It's growing kind of still. You know there always will be a dream Waiting for you when...

She smiles at me from beyond the eastern sea-shore. Flashing jewelled eyes, she hoists her skirts so high. Nouvelle cuisine or an oyster bar -- it's really up to her. I'll write every cheque she brings to me. She...

Fallen on hard times - but it feels good to know That milk and honey's just around the bend Running on bad lines - we'd better run as we go Tear up, tear up the overdraft again. Oh dear Prime Minister - it's all such a...

Placing people in their dreamscape with fantasies of foreign fields Lofty spires all well appointed In off-season special deals To far Alaska... down to Rio in the Carnival Norwegian fjords in the ever-light of...

Nine miles of two-strand topped with barbed wire laid by the father for the son. Good shelter down there on the valley floor, down by where the sweet stream run. Now they might give me compensation... That's not what...

Don't want to be a fat man; People would think that I was just good fun. Would rather be a thin man; I am so glad to go on being one. Too much to carry around with you. No chance of finding a woman who Will love you in...

I believe in fires at midnight, when the dogs have all been fed. A golden toddy on the mantle; a broken gun beneath the bed. Silken mist outside the window - Frogs and newts slip in the dark. Too much hurry ruins a...

I flew in on the evening plane Is it such a good idea that I am here again? And I could cut my cold breath with a knife And taste the winter of another life A yellow cab from JFK, the long way 'round I didn't mind, it...

It's hard to say I'm sorry May we just forget about today You see, I fly by night I fly by night I laid my love beside the door And left you sleeping on the floor So long, I fly by night I fly by night And though you...

Shout if you will, but that just won't do I, for one, would rather follow softer options I'll take the easy line, another sip of wine And if I ignore the face you wore, it's just a way of mine To keep from flying...

Old lady with a barrow; life near ending Standing by the harbour wall; warm wishes sending children on the cold sea swell - not fishers of men - gone to chase away the last herring: come empty home...

Through clear skies tracking lightly from far down the line No fanfare, just a blip on the screen No quick conclusions now-- everything will be fine Short-circuit glitsch and not what it seems Flyingdale flyer-- you're...

Did you hear Mother Saying I'm wrong, but I know I'm right? Did you hear Father Calling my name into the night, Saying I'll never be what I am now, Telling me I'll never find what I've already found? It was they who...

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Watery eyes of the last sighing second, blue reflections new to limb, Beckon tearful child of wonder to repentance of the sin. And the blind and lusty lovers of the great eternal lie Go on believing nothing, since...

From a dead beat to an old greaser, here's thinking of you. You won't remember the long nights; coffee bars; black tights and white thighs in shop windows where blonde assistants fully-fashioned a world made of dummies...

From a dead beat to an old greaser Here's thinking of you You won't remember the long nights Coffee bars; black tights and white thighs in shop windows Where blonde assistants fully-fashioned A world made of dummies...

Through clear skies tracking lightly from far down the line No fanfare, just a blip on the screen No quick conclusions now --- everything will be fine Short-circuit glitsch and not what it seems Fylingdale Flyer ---...