Текст песни: Ebony And Ivy + перевод

Sage grows on the mountain

You can dig it with a silver spoon

Float it off to market

Hawk and talk it from hot-air balloons

Get your good old-fashioned learning

Hear the bell in summers

Ending underneath the apple tree

Time to choose a branch

And build your nest of animosity

Now we’re really, really learning

It’s been hard to grow outside

Growing good, and act happy

And pretend that the ivy vines

Didn’t weigh our branch down

It’s been hard to grow outside

But we’re finally happy

Where the sage on the mountain now

Is a plant or animal

Sage grows on the mountain

'round the fountain of unfiltered truth

Someone’s locked the well

You might contaminate their point-of-view

And the taste of high-class feelings

Peeking through the keyhole

Thirsty people watch the mastery

One degree of kneeling separates the heads from loving need

And the art of low-class feeling

It’s been hard to grow outside

Growing good, and act happy

And pretend that the ivy vines

Didn’t weigh our branch down

It’s been hard to grow outside

But we’re finally happy

Where the sage on the mountain now

Is a plant or animal

Finally. Ochre, ivy, brick, and leather-bound books to find and fill our minds

with double-standard visions by degrees we master slaving over someone else’s

questions test their problems and abolish all unsavory and good grammar and

forbid shovels, picking their hammers, and the act of starching linen to become

the educated ones wrapped in them

It’s been hard to grow outside

Growing good, and act happy

And pretend that the ivy vines

Didn’t weigh our branch down

It’s been hard to grow outside

But we’re finally happy

Where the sage on the mountain now

Is a plant or animal

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