Представляем точный текст композиции "The Mighty River March" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Spiral Stairs . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Mighty River March» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Spiral Stairs передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Spiral Stairs - "The Mighty River March"
Lyrics to The Mighty River March : A vixen sits upon the bench Her body asking questions, Her stinging complications Reflecting off the green Of liquid glass a'' A burning vein of water A shallow, backwards river That stretches on forever From future to the past. Her shoulders turn to face me I tilt my head to tell her That I want no part of knowledge And it only brings despair. But I fail and now I follow As she walks toward the streetlights The torches of a city plagued by Humid, heavy air. And as she turns her head around she smiles, Her eyes, two pools of dying blue; And I struggle to catch up To find out where were going to. And pretty soon we are alone Cut off from every person Her attitudes possession And Im a little pawn In her little game. Because I really wanna do this And I would not fight to change this, And those its not the safest thing to do I decide to stay. She says, a''O! Simple Soldier, Just march toward the river So we can fall together And there will be no difference Between you and me. Because I think you have the answer, Some fucking grain of cancer; The only, holy chance where Our bodies will be free!a'' And as I nod my head the lights go out. Then gravity dissolves the room. And I struggle with my brain that tells me, a''Stop!a'' Oh, the mirrors bled! And, a''Oh! My aching heada'' And, a''Oh! How about instead-a'' a''Just shut your mouth and Crawl into my bed!a'' In your eyes I saw babies die I saw fathers cry I saw priests collide I watched crosses crash into the countryside The way in which we live our lives. A silver statue made of crime The march of evil, bastard time. And I saw you Lift off of me And exhale- Your body; tired, rigid, pale And you collapse. [ The Mighty River March Lyrics ]
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