DEL RIO`S SONG — текст песни (blue oyster cult)

I`ve lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

By Del Rio`s song.......Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio`s Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio`s Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio`s Song..........Oh, Del Rio

When time gets slow, and rivers freeze
I think you`d know enough

To call in touch that outer frame
The inner gain, a sullen gulch
Which opens up on the way to Blindman`s Bluff

A suburb now of River Roads
Where quandry and sublime improve
The sight whose imagery
Is sometimes that of fear

I`ve lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

By Del Rio`s song.......Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio`s Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio`s Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio`s Song..........Oh, Del Rio

When time gets slow, and rivers freeze
I think you`d know enough

To shut the gates of walled town walls
And putting up some good rum punch
Forget the way to Blindman`s Bluff

So packed with eyes
That glow like coals
And pointing towards the North
Oh my boat left New Orleans in 1829!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

My destination is a secret
And the doctrine is soft
And just between the verse and me
It`s a place where you can see
Lost, last and luminous
Scored to sky yet never found
Relics of jewels
And ant-track tools
A true ghost dance
Rehearsal Ground

I`ve lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

I`ve lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

By Del Rio`s song.......Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio`s Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio`s Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio`s Song..........Oh, Del Rio