Текст песни Lullaby - Leo Kottke

Lullaby

The moon reveals her poverty
The witch is mumbling lies
Mountains dance on tiny feet
While Lady Margaret dies
Will Margaret know the face she dreams
And see with angel eyes
Or lady clothes for ladies' eyes
When Lady Margaret dies
For lady sleep for lady fly
There’ll be no tears where you go
Above the clouds where morning shines
When Lady Margaret dies