Waters Of March — текст песни (Oleta Adams)

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,
a 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, the bone,

the beat of the road,
a slingshot stone.

a fish, a flash,
a silvery glow,

a fight, a bet,
the range of the bow.

The bed of the well,
the end of the line,

the dismay in the face,
it`s a loss, it`s a find.

A spear, a spike,
a point, a nail,

a drip, a drop,
the end of the tale.

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,

the car that got stuck,
it`s the mud, it`s the mud.

A float, a drift,
a flight, a wing,

ahawk, a quail,
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 snake, a stick,
it is john, it is joe,

it`s a thorn in your hand,
and a cut on your toe.

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 weep, a stain.

A pass in the mountains.
A horse, a mule,

in the distance the shelves.
Rode three shadows of blue.

And the riverbank talks
of the promise of life
in your heart, in your heart

a stick, a stone,
the end of the load,

the rest of the stump,
a lonesome road.

a sliver of glass,
a life, the sun,

a night, a death,
the end of the run

and the riverbank talks
of the waters of march

it`s the end of all strain
it`s the joy in your heart