Текст песни: Right to the End of the World Tra-La + перевод

She was made of winter dew

Melting on the grass

And poppies painting fields

Of orange in the green

The places where we were

Made up unmade up

Warwick Slade and Lucy Hill

Catching hold of stars

Between thumb and forefinger

Gathering the tall trees

The shadow clouds and breeze

Then one day I fell asleep

And when I woke up she was gone

The title is from Benoite Groult’s description

Of lovemaking in ‘Salt on our Skin.'As with

Much of this album, it’s about Kathy

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