To Ramona

(альбом: The Flying Burrito Bros - 1971)

Ramona come closer, shut softley your watery eyes
The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise
But the flowers of the city thou breath like yet death like at times
There's no use in trying to deal with the dying
Though I can not explain that in rhymes

Your cracked country lips I still wish to kiss have to be by the touch of your skin
Your magnetic movements still capture the minutes I'm in
It grieves my heart, love to see you trying to be a part of a world that just don't exist
It's all just a scheme, babe, a vacuum of dreams that sucks you into feeling like this

I've heard you say many times that your better than no-one and no-one is better than you
If you really believe that you know you have nothing to win and nothing to do
From fixtures and forces and friends your sorrow does stem
They'll hype you and type you and make you feel that you got to be just like them

I'd forever talk to you but soon my words would turn into a meaningless ring
For deep in my heart there's no help I can bring
Everything passes and everything changes just do what you think you should do
Then someday maybe, who knows, baby, I'll come and be crying to you
Then someday maybe, who knows, baby, I'll come and be crying to you