martes, 10 de noviembre de 2009

Waters of March - Basia & Matt Bianco



A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road
it's the rest of the stump, it's a little alone
it's a sliver of glass, it is life, it's the sun
it is night , it is death, it's a trap, it's a gun

the oak when it blooms, a fox in the brush
the knot in the wood, the song of the thrush
the wood of the wind, the cliff, a fall
a scratch, a lump, it is nothing at all

it's the wind blowing free, it's the end of a slope
it's a beam, it's a void, it's a hunch, it's a hope
and the riverbank talks of the Water of March
it's the end of the strain, it's the joy in your heart


the foot, the ground, the flesh on the bone
the beat of the road, a slingshot stone
a truckload of bricks, in the soft morning light
the shot of a gun, in the dead of the night

a mile, a must, a thrust, a bump
it's a girl, it's a rhyme, it's the cold, it's the mumps
the plan of the house, the body in bed
and the car that got stuck, it's the mud, it's the mud

a float, a drift, a flight, a wing
a cock, a quail, oh... the promise of spring

/ and the riverbanks talks, of the waters of march
it's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart /



A point, a grain, a bee, a bite
a blink, a buzzard, the sudden stroke of night
a pin, a needle, a sting, a pain
a snail, a riddle, a wasp, a stain, hey

a snake, a stick, it is John, it is Joe
A fish, a flash, a silvery glow
The bed of the well, the end of the line
The dismay on the face, it's a loss, it's a find

A spear, a spike, a point, a nail
a drip, drip, drip, a drop, the end of the day

and / the river bank talks of the Waters of March
It's the promise of life in your heart, in your heart /


and the riverbanks talks, of the Waters of March
it's the promise of joy in your heart


the end of the road, a little alone
A sliver of glass, a life, the sun
A night, a death, the end of the run

And the river bank talks of the Waters of March
It's the promise of life, it’s the joy in your heart

The Waters of March

the river bank talks of the waters of March
It’s the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart

The Waters of March


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