Я был уставшим, одиноким, был собой
И осень разгоралась на ветвях
И прятались деревья за корой
В объятьях пламенных ладоней замолчав
Немело небо, стыли облака
И я смотрел сквозь синеву на звезды
В то время как древесная рука
Мой взгляд пустой сорвать хотела в слезы
И снова отдавал последний вздох
И сберегал последнюю надежду
Но птицы улетали на восток
И звезды отворачивали вежды

А ты сказала: надо быть лучше
И душою сталы ты чище
И мыслями сталы краше
и полюбила меня без остатку...

Give us direction; the best of goodwill ---
Put us in touch with fair winds.
Sing to us softly, hum evening's song ---
Tell us what the blacksmith has done for you.


Weathercock - Jethro Tull

In your life excpect some trouble
If u worry u make it double
Don't worry Be happy!

Do you still remember
December's foggy freeze --
when the ice that
clings on to your beard is
screaming agony.


JT- Aqualung

And a foreign student said to me --
was it really true there are elephants and lions too
in Piccadilly Circus?


JT - Mother Goose

Tender in the ку...

I'm a honky tonk man
& I can't see the stop


Хортон

american boy,
american girl.
Most beauteful people in the world.
Danse into the midnight
wirlpool
Naked
Formless...

the Doors - Queen of the Highway

Don*t doubt the fact there*s life within you
Yesterday*s endings will tomorrow life give you
All that dies
Dies for a reason
To put its strength into the seasons
Survival,
Survival


Yes - Survival

Standing like tanks on the brow of the hill
Up into the cold wind facing
In stiff battle harness, chained to the world
Against the low sun racing
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A Heavy Horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.

"Солнце взойдет!"

Hey-hey-hey
I saved the world today
& everybody's happy now....

Значит
Будем
Корабли в моей гавани жечь

He was the wizard of a thousand kings....

Fifty years and I'm filled with tears and joys
I never cried.
Burn the wagon and chain the mule.
The past is all denied.
There's no time for everything.
No time for everything.

Месторождение осени...
А город все пахнет
Костром
Мысли одичали
Жизнь на колесах стучиться негромко
В твой дом
На краю печали

In the weary mouth of spring
Chasing shadows slipping in

Home... Home again...
I'd like to be here when can
When I come home cold & tired
To warm my bones beside the fire....

I can make u feel
But I can't make u think