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Текст песне : Joanna Newsom. Other. Cosmia.


When you ate i saw your eyelashes
Saw them shake like wind on rushes
In the corn field when she called me
Moths surround me - thought they'd drown me

And i miss your precious heart
And i miss your precious heart

Can you hear me, will you listen milkymoon
Don't go near me, don't go missing
In the lissome light of evenin'
Help me, cosmia - i'm grievin'

Dry rose petals, red round circles
Frame your eyes, and stain your knuckles
Dry rose petals, red round circles
Frame your eyes, and stain your knuckles

And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread and water, water in
But though i tried so hard my little darling
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in

And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread and water, kith and kin
But in the quiet hour when i am sleepin'
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in

Why you gone away
Gone away again
I'll sleep through the rest of the day
If you're gone away again
I'll sleep through the rest of the day
Sleep through the rest of the day
Sleep through the rest of the day

Why've you gone away, away
Seven suns, seven suns
Away, away, away, away

Can you hear me, will you listen
Don't come near me, don't go missin'
In the lissome light of evenin'
Help me cosmia, i'm grievin'

And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread and water, water in
But though i tried so hard my little darlin'
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in

And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread and water, kith and kin
But in the quiet hour when i am sleeping
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in

Beneath the porch light we've all been circlin'
Beat our duck's hearts, singe our flower wings
But in the corner, somethin's happenin'
Wild cosmia - what have you seen?

Water wet her limbs, fire warms her hair
[water were her limbs, fire was her hair]
See the moonlight caught her eye
And she rose through the air
Well if you see true light, then this is my prayer, oh;
Will you call me when you get there?

And i miss your precious heart
And i miss your precious heart
And i miss your precious heart
And i miss your precious heart
But release your precious heart
To its feast, oh precious heart milkymoon