Текст песни: Forty Times + перевод

Many years a time

That I have run around my mind

And run into a blind alley

Yes, I rode a horse of red

Down through the valleys of my head

I did not get out of the saddle

I clung to a bird of green

And rested in the in-between

I saw the mountain and how to get there

Baby, now

I wanna get from behind this cloud

I’m tired of pushin'

Shaded valleys in the summertime (Ooh)

A warm fireplace in the fall (In the fall)

That’s were I’m goin'

And I want you to be by my side

That’s all, that’s all

Many is the place

That I have run a ragged race

And I have lost, but I won also

And more and more I see

The sparkling tinsel on the tree

Is less attractive than the pine needles

And everybody in this a-whole wide world

Is free if they would only let themselves be

As I wish I could

And I will someday

Baby, now

I wanna get from behind this cloud

I’m tired of pushin', I’m tired of pushin'

I want some kinda cushion

Put-put-put-pushin'

I want some kinda cushion

Put-put-put-put

Put-put-put-pushin'

I want some kinda cushion

Put-put-put-pushin'…

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