Once again I'm north-ward bound On the edge of sea and sky Tomorrow is my friend, my one and only friend We travel on together searching for the end
Found someone who can comfort me But there are always exceptions And she's good at appearing sane But I just want you to know She's the one makes me
Like a hurricane around your heart When earth and sky are torn apart He comes gathering up the bits While hoping that the puzzle fits He leads you, he
Forty thousand headmen couldn't make me change my mind If I had to take the choice between the deaf man and the blind I know just where my feet should
So glad, I'm so glad Sometimes, I'm so glad to be alive
John Barleycorn must die They've ploughed, they've sewn, they've harrowed him in Threw clouds upon his head And these three men made a solemn vow John
John Barleycorn must die They've ploughed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in Threw clouds upon his head And these three men made a solemn vow John
Struggling with confusion, disillusionment too Can turn a man into a shadow, crying out from pain Through his nightmare vision, he sees nothing, only
We are not like all the rest You can see us any day of the week Oh come around, sit down, take a sniff, fall asleep Baby, you don't have to speak I'd
Pretty Polly Possum what's wrong with you? Your body's kind a weak and you think there's nothing we can do Good Golly Polly shame on you 'Cause Molly
Превод: Трафик. Джон Барликорн.
Превод: Трафик. Джон ечемично зърно (Must Die).
(Winwood/Capaldi) Once again I'm northward bound, on the edge of sea and sky Tomorrow is my friend, my one and only friend We travel on together searching
(Winwood/Capaldi) Like a hurricane around your heart when earth and sky are torn apart He comes gathering up the bits while hoping that the puzzle fits
(Winwood) So glad, I'm so glad Sometimes I'm so glad to be alive
John Barleycorn must die They've plowed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in Threw clods upon his head And these three men made a solemn vow John Barleycorn
(Winwood/Capaldi) Found someone who can comfort me, but there are always exceptions And she's good at appearing sane, but I just want you to know She
(Winwood/Capaldi) Struggling with confusion, disillusionment too Can turn a man into a shadow, crying out from pain Through his nightmare vision, he
