Текст песни: Bells In The Crooked Port + перевод

What’s this hell?

What’s this pen?

Put me in the hole with the rest of the men?

Who you going to call at the station?

«I need matrimony» said the captain to his pony: listening for motors (from the

ditch then)… oh water in the town water in the sound — water takes the

valleys and it puts them in the ground: oh no not again!

Water by the trees water in the station (wherein the identification documents

float from room to room): water from (and was birthed in) the birdland closed

conservation. (said the shepherd) What’s this hell? The earth does bend?

Drown with the hunted and the hunter in his pen: la la I knew this man at the

station (before the trucks disappeared) I need matrimony said the Cossack to

his pony la la: listening for motors oh. to party on the ground to puke on the

ground to call your former mystic and you tell him he is found: not again!

You were born last and forced to breathe (but not to) drown with the hunter in

the coarse brown sleeve: not again! Oh running from the polis you were passing

in the forest and condition myself to believe in operating forests:

you better think about woodcutters and the burning of the station la la I hear

the motors and I hear the matrons and I hear the (groaning of) the Polis with

the blessed birdland patron (a sort of Patroclus of the ages)

I know myself I know myself I was cut from evil fabric but my nurse knows

better health: you better think about woodcutters and lights on: lights on!

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