The Word Song — текст песни (Syd Barret)

Stained, glaucous, glycerine, gold,goat, clover

Gold, local stocks, type, food, wild, national, lake, flag,

Valve, gyroscope, sect

Heat, helium, lead, bare, state, invention, medieval

Refraction, faction, ultra-action,

Hunter, interest, bullet, market...



Loads, liquids, neon, heater, jaws, jungle

Mains, signal, knives, kitchen

Ingot, lovely, mirror, mold

Mycenaean, moat, poppy, rubber,

Radar, rags, sugar, teak

Silver, poke, tin, beetroot,

Carrott, ebony, fruit, copper, silk...



Carpet, distant, pigmy, hid, pack,

Timber, pudding, straw

Raindrops, spattering, ramps

Chameleon, prairie, pods, trigger

Museum, scales, square, ultra, out of map, vent

Volcano, vain, wreck, tactic

Tidal, arches, valley, hand

Inflect, impression, loom, last, molten

You gamma, meeting

Lighting, signal, island, coral-cold



Rooftop in a thunderstorm row missing the point



With yellow, red and roomy food, and quivered

Crouching on a golden cushion

Undressed himself to disappear

Through an infinity of pleasure

And smiled to free the running me

With "am I my brothers keeper? "

His meek hand on devils gloves

Shaping running blood.



The prohecy, to ricreate the truth

In visions of a seasonal mood

In truth, the only sight he saw

Lay hidden in the bathroom door

And spat on the rug

As high is high, so low is low

And thats the end of it. -