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Devendra Banhart

Roots

 

Roots

(альбом: Oh Me Oh My...The Way The Day Goes By The Sun Is Setting Dogs Are Dreaming Lovesongs Of The Christmas Spirit - 2002)


When the roots of the tree are as cold as can be
When the wind and the sea are the moth and the bee
When the rays of the sun lick your skin with its tongue,
And the grass with its green
And the grass with its green
And the shine with its sheen
And the shine with its sheen
And the trains with their tracks,
And the spines with their backs,
And your sway with its slow
And the wind with its blow,
And your scream with its soul, I don't play rock and roll!
And the people with their lungs
And the people with their paws.
If the sky were a stone made of lips made of bone,
count my teeth to keep the time.

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