Текст песни: Lizzie Finn + перевод

From cheering burghers of Brighton

Wintry theatres in

Brown seaside streets

Robert Gibson took me through

The lamp-adoring Welsh farms

The inky sea was under us

And on his back lay my long white arms

This is the only true history of Lizzie Finn by herself

To a world of tobacco and billiard tables

Marriage in Christchurch

The lonely vicars

Lost sparrows in the blueness

Robert heaving

Forever like a sailor

On the rope of my drifting

We had a daughter

And that tang of cut grass

Got into my dreams

At night I went up to the old house tower

Full of the true histories of spiders

There in the best light

With my candle shadows

I hitched my linens

And danced

This is the only true history of Lizzie Finn by herself

The only true history of Lizzie Finn

The only true history of Lizzie Finn

Of Lizzie Finn by herself

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