Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song River Waltz, artist - Cowboy Junkies. Album song Rarities, B-Sides and Slow, Sad Waltzes, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 11.10.1999
Record label: Latent
Song language: English
River Waltz |
I’m going to find me a dying river |
And strike a deal with her I’ll say |
«I'll fold you in two and I’ll carry you away |
To a place where your headwaters will flow |
Clean through to your mouth» |
In return I’ll request a small sanctuary |
By her banks where we will live |
With our small family |
She will water our garden |
And clean the dirt from our skin |
While the word clamours at our door |
We will dance and not let them in |
And if one day we wake up to a bed dry as a bone |
Find our river stolen, find our sanctuary gone |
We will stand and take stock and be grateful |
For what we’ve not lost |
We will pack up our bags, pack our small family |
Head across the valley to where the aspen trees |
Shiver as they ascend- |
The green hills rising to blue |
At the edge of the shopping we will turn |
And bid fond ädieu" |
All that I know to be true |
Is the touch of your hand on my skin |
One look from you can so easily soothe |
All this turmoil within |
As we dance cheek to cheek |
With our feet so completely |
Locked in a time all our own |
I stop to speak |
But you gently keep me |
Moving in time to the song |
And in a voice that is sloppy with gin |
You say, «let the world spin» |
I’m going to find me a dying river |
And strike a deal with her I’ll say |
Ï'll fold you in two and I’ll carry you away |
To place where your headwaters will flow |
Clean through to your mouth" |
In return I’ll request a small sanctuary |
By her banks where we will live |
With our small family |
She will water our garden |
And clean the dirt from our skin |
While the world clamours at our door |
We will dance and not let them in |