Текст песни: The Devil's Harp + перевод

I tuned the Devil’s harp

It was the last thing that I heard

Before I walked the stretch of road between my Goya and absurd

I meant to find my lover there

But I found a little bird

She sang me how the world was made

I hung on every word

She told me why the rabbit cries and why some stars were red

She told me where the do-pa goes to lay his weary head

And that the world was incomplete

And the king would soon be dead

She offered me her wing that night

I took the road instead

Maybe I’m mad. baby

Maybe I’m falling from the poplar tree

Carry me back, baby

With borrowed pride

I could not hide

I grew a sailors beard

And as I walked to my innocence

My leaves disappeared

Rented a room upon the hill

Where a marble cat appeared

He showed me where the fire was

And I had nothing to fear

For all gods good

And brotherhood

We drank til I was crowned

Then a lady from the Everglades pulled my ass up off the ground

She kissed me four times on the cheek

And once upon the brow

For a moment I believed that I had come for what I found

Now I sit alone with all the cracks in my guitar

For all the miles Ive put behind

I haven’t come that far

But we are all compelled to look

For the wind inside a jar

Maybe I’m mad, baby

Maybe I’m falling from the poplar tree

Carry me back, baby

Maybe I’m mad, baby

Maybe I’m falling from the poplar tree

Carry me back, baby

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