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The Crane Wife 3



Текст песни Decemberists - The Crane Wife 3

And under the bowsunbelle

I'll hold in the snowy shroud

She had no heart so hardened

All under the bowsunbelle


Each feather it fell from skin

'Till thread bare and she grew thin

How were my eyes so blinded?

Each feather it fell from skin


And I will hang my head, hang my head low

And I will hang my head, hang my head low


Her grey sky with bitter skin

A rain cloud rain on me

All out behind horizon, oh

A grey sky of bitter skin


And I will hang my head, hang my head low

And I will hang my head, hang my head low
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