From: Александр Коган 


    Into My Arms

I don't believe in an interventionist God But I know, darling, that you do But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him Not to intervene when it came to you Not to touch a hair on your head To leave you as you are And if He felt He had to direct you Then direct you into my arms Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms And I don't believe in the existence of angels But looking at you I wonder if that's true But if I did I would summon them together And ask them to watch over you To each burn a candle for you To make bright and clear your path And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love And guide you into my arms Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms And I believe in Love And I know that you do too And I believe in some kind of path That we can walk down, me and you So keep your candlew burning And make her journey bright and pure That she will keep returning Always and evermore Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms

    I Do Love Her So (Lime Tree Arbour)

The boatman calls from the lake A lone loon dives upon the water I put my hand over her Down in the lime tree arbour The wind in the trees is whispering Whispering low that I love her She puts her hand over mine Down in the lime tree arbour Through every breath that I breathe And every place I go There is hand that protects me And I do love her so There will always be suffering It flows through life like water I put my hand over hers Down in the lime tree arbour The boatman he has gone And the loons have flown for cover She puts her hand over mine Down in the lime tree arbour Through every word that I speak And every thing I know There is hand that protects me And I do love her so

    People Ain't No Good

People just ain't no good I think that's welll understood You can see it everywhere you look People just ain't no good We were married under cherry trees Under blossom we made pour vows All the blossoms come sailing down Through the streets and through the playgrounds The sun would stream on the sheets Awoken by the morning bird We'd buy the Sunday newspapers And never read a single word People they ain't no good People they ain't no good People they ain't no good Seasons came, Seasons went The winter stripped the blossoms bare A different tree now lines the streets Shaking its fists in the air The winter slammed us like a fist The windows rattling in the gales To which she drew the curtains Made out of her wedding veils People they ain't no good People they ain't no good People they ain't no good at all To our love send a dozen white lilies To our love send a coffin of wood To our love let aal the pink-eyed pigeons coo That people they just ain't no good To our love send back all the letters To our love a valentine of blood To our love let all the jilted lovers cry That people they just ain't no good It ain't that in their hearts they're bad They can comfort you, some even try They nurse you when you're ill of health They bury you when you go and die It ain't that in their hearts they're bad They'd stick by you if they could But that's just bullshit People just ain't no good People they ain't no good People they ain't no good People they ain't no good People they ain't no good at all

    Brompton Oratory

Up those stone steps I climb Hail this joyful day's return Into its great shadowed vault I go Hail the Pentecostal morn The reading is from Luke 24 Where Christ returns to his loved ones I look at the stone apostles Think that it's alright for some And I wish that I was made of stone So that I would not have to see A beauty impossible to define A beauty impossible to believe A beauty impossible to endure The blood imparted in little sips The smell of you still on my hands As I bring the cup up to my lips No God up in the sky No devil beneath the sea Could do the job that you did, baby Of bringing me to my knees Outside I sit on the stone steps With nothing much to do Forlorn and exhausted, baby By the absence of you

    There Is a Kingdom

Just like a bird that sings up the sun In a dawn so very dark Such is my faith for you Such is my faith And all the world's darkness can't swallow up A single spark Such is my love for you Such is my love There is a kingdom There is a king And he lives without And he lives within The starry heavens above me The moral law within So the world appears So the world appears This day so sweet It will never come again So the world appears Through this mist of tears There is a kingdom There is a king And he lives without And he lives within

    Are You The One That I've Been Waiting For?

I've felt you coming girl, as you drew near I knew you'd find me, cause I longed you here Are you my desitiny? Is this how you'll appear? Wrapped in a coat with tears in your eyes? Well take that coat babe, and throw it on the floor Are you the one that I've been waiting for? As you've been moving surely toward me My soul has comforted and assured me That in time my heart it will reward me And that all will be revealed So I've sat and I've watched an ice-age thaw Are you the one that I've been waiting for? Out of sorrow entire worlds have been built Out of longing great wonders have been willed They're only little tears, darling, let them spill And lay your head upon my shoulder Outside my window the world has gone to war Are you the one that I've been waiting for? O we will know, won't we? The stars will explode in the sky O but they don't, do they? Stars have their moment and then they die There's a man who spoke wonders though I've never met him He said, "He who seeks finds and who knocks will be let in" I think of you in motion and just how close you are getting And how every little thing anticipates you All down my veins my heart-strings call Are you the one that I've been waiting for?

    Where Do We Go Now But Nowhere

I remember a girl so very well The carnival drums all mad in the air Grim reapers and skeletons and a missionary bell O where do we go now but nowhere In a colonial hotel we fucked up the sun And then we fucked it down again Well the sun comes up and the sun goes down Going round and round to nowhere The kitten that padded and purred on my lap Now swipes at my face with the paw of a bear I turn the other cheek and you lay into that O where do we go now but nowhere O wake up, my love, my lover wake up O wake up, my love, my lover wake up Across clinical benches with nothing to talk Breathing tea and biscuits and the Serenity Prayer While the bones of our child crumble like chalk O where do we go now but nowhere I remember a girl so bold and so bright Loose-limbed and laughing and brazen and bare Sits gnawing her knuckles in the chemical light O where do we go now but nowhere You come for me now with a cake that you've made Ravaged avenger with a clip in your hair Full of glass and bleach and my old razorblades O where do we go now but nowhere O wake up, my love, my lover wake up O wake up, my love, my lover wake up If they'd give me my clothes back then I could go home From this fresh, this clean, antiseptic air Behind the locked gates an old donkey moans O where do we go now but nowhere Around the duck pond we grimly moep Gloomily and mournfully we go rounds again And one more doomed time and without much hope Going round and around to nowhere From the balcony we watched the carnival band The crack of the drum a little child did scare I can still feel his tiny fingers pressed in my hand O where do we go now but nowhere If I could relive one day of my life If I could relive just a single one You on the balcony, my future wife O who could have known, but no one O wake up, my love, my lover make up O wake up, my love, my lover make up

    West Country Girl

With a crooked smile and a heart-shaped face Comes from the West country where the birds sing bass She's got a house-big heart where we all live And plead and council and forgive Her widow's peak, her lips I've kissed Her glove of bones at her wrist That I have held in my hand Her Spanish fly and her monkey gland Her Godly body and its fourteen stations That I have embraced, her palpitations Her unborn baby crying, "Mummy" Amongst the rubble of her body Her lovely lidded eyes I've sipped Her fingernails, all pink and chipped Her accent which I'm told is "broad" That I have heard and has been poured Into my human heart and filled me And rebuilt me back anew With something to look forward to Well, who could ask much more than that? A West country girl with a big fat cat That looks into her eyes of green And meows, "He loves you", then meows again

    Black Hair

Last night my kisses were banked in black hair And in my bed, my lover, her hair was midnight black And all her mystery dwelled within her black hair And her black hair framed a happy heart-shaped face And heavy-hooded eyes inside her black hair Shined at me frome the depths of her hair of deepest black While my fingers pushed into her straight black hair Pulling her black hair back from her happy heart-shaped face To kiss her milk-white throat, a dark curtain of black hair Smothered me, my lover with her beautiful black hair The smell of it is heavy. It is charged with life On my fingers the smell of her deep black hair Full of all my whispered words, her black hair And wet with tears and good-byes, her hair of deepest black All my tears cried against her milk-white throat Hidden behind the curtain of her beautiful black hair As deep as ink and black, black as the deepest sea The smell of her black hair upon my pillow Where her head and all its black hair did rest Today she took a train to the West Today she took a train to the West Today she took a train to the West

    Idiot Prayer

They're taking me down, my friend And as they uskher me off to my end Will I bid you adieu? Or will I be seeing you soon? If what they say around here is true Then we'll meet again Me and you My time is at hand, my dove They're gunna pass me to that house above Is Heaven just for victims, dear? Where only those in pain go? Well it takes two to tango We will meet again, my love I know If you're in Heaven then you'll forgive me, dear Because that's what they do up there If you're in Hell, then what can I say You probably deserved in anyway I guess I'm gunna find out any day For we'll meet again And there'll be Hell to pay Your face comes to me from the depths, dear Your silent mouth mouths, 'Yes", dear Dark red and big with blood They're gunna shut me down, my love They're gunna launch me into the stars Well, all things come to pass Glory hallelujah This prayer is for you, my love Sent on the wings of a dove An idiot prayer of empty words Love, dear, is strictly for the birds We each get what we deserve My little snow white dove Rest assured

    Far From Me

For you dear, I was born For you I was raised up For you I've lived and for you I will die For you I am dying now You were my mad little lover In a world where everybody fucks everybody else over You who are so far from me Far from me So far from me Way across some cold neurotic sea Far from me I would talk to you of all matter of things With a smile you would reply Then the sun would leave your pretty face And you'd retreat from the front of your eyes I keep hearing that you're doing best I hope your heart beats happy in your infant breast You are so far from me Far from me Far from me There is no knowledge but i know it There's nothing to learn from that vacant voice That sails to me across the line From the ridiculous to the sublime It's good to hear you're doing so well But really can't you find somebody else that you can ring and tell Did you ever Care for me? Were you ever There for me? So far from me You told me you'd stick by me Through the thick and through the thin Those were your very words My fair-weather friend You were my brave-hearted lover At the first taste of trouble went running back to mother So far from me Far from me Suspended in your bleak and fishless sea Far from me Far from me

    Green Eyes

Kiss me again, rekiss me and kiss me Slip your frigid hands beneath my shirt This useless old fucker with his twinkling cunt Doesn't care if he gets hurt Green eyes, Green eyes Green eyes, Green eyes If it were but a matter of faith If it were measured in petitions and prayer She would materialise, all fleshed out But it is not, nor do I care Green eyes, Green eyes Green eyes, Green eyes So hold me and hold me, don't tell me your name This morning will be wiser than this evening is Then leave me to my enemied dreams And be quiet as you are leaving this Green eyes... Green eyes, Green eyes Green eyes, Green eyes Green eyes, Green eyes

    Little Empty Boat

You found me at some party You thought I'd understand You barreled over to me With a drink in each hand I respect your beliefs, girl, And I consider you a friend, But I've already been born once, I don't want to be born again. Your knowledge is impressive And your argument is good But I am the resurrection, babe, And you're standing on my foot! But my little boat is empty It don't go And my oar is broken It don't row row row But my little boat is empty It don't go And my oar is broken It don't row row row (Row!) Your tiny little face Keeps yapping in the gloom Seven steps behind me With your dustpan and broom. I couldn't help but imagine you All postured and prone But there's a little guy on my shoulder Says I should go home alone. You keep leaning in on me And you're looking pretty pissed That grave you've dug between your legs It's hard to resist. But my little boat is empty It don't go And my oar is broken It don't row row row But my little boat is empty It don't go And my oar is broken It don't row row row Give to god what belongs to god And give the rest to me Tell our gracious host to fuck himself It's time for us to leave. But my little boat is empty It don't go And my oar is broken It don't row row row But my little boat is empty It don't go And my oar is broken It don't row row row Row...row...row...row...

    Right Now I'm A-roaming

When I get home, I'm gonna clean up my house When I get home, I'm gonna kick out that mouse When I get home, I'm gonna put things in order but right now, right right now, right now I'm a-roaming When I get home, I'm gonna make that call When I get home, I'm gonna talk it through When I get home, I'm gonna straighten it out but right now, right now, right now I'm a-roaming When I get home, I'm gonna give up the booze When I get home, I'm gonna give me some food When I get home, I'm gonna quit them drugs but right now, right now, right now I'm a-roaming When I get home, I'm gonna call my mother When I get home, I'm gonna cook her some dinner When I get home, I'm gonna invite my brothers but right now, right right now, right now I'm a-roaming When I get home, I'm gonna see my little boy When I get home, I'm buy him a little toy When I get home, he's gonna jump for joy but right now, right right now, right now I'm a-roaming When I get home, I'm gonna unpack my bags When I get home, I'm gonna waash these dirty rags When I get home, I'm gonna pack 'em up again but I'm gonna go, I'm gonna go, I'm gonna go right back roaming.

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