Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sailor & Widow, artist - Keren Ann. Album song Not Going Anywhere, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 27.09.2003
Record label: Believe
Song language: English
Sailor & Widow |
He was a sailor |
A sailor at sea and a sailor of love |
And he thought he could save her |
Save her from innocence up and above |
'Cause he never knew freedom and under the duvet |
He stayed for a lifetime without any government |
Help or assistance |
She was a widow |
She never left home before seven a.m. |
And she looked by the window |
She managed to cry but she never felt blame |
For the death of her husband who died in a flame by the |
House of the river |
Although he remained |
In a reasonable distance |
All the children played around the neighborhood |
All the children played around the neighborhood |
The children she liked to invent for the life they were |
Living was openly bent |
All they had was each other |
He brought her flowers |
A flesh in the pan as she didn’t reply |
And he waited for hours |
Until she accepted to offer a smile |
And a terrible whiskey she had for a while |
That she’d sip every morning for breakfast and sigh |
Since the month of December |
They used to tango |
Jump and parade until midnight or more |
She convinced him to Fargo |
Drink lemonade with some awkward liquor |
The she kissed him goodbye and attended the shore |
Where she lit a big fire like never before |
By the house of the river |
All the children played around the neighborhood |
All the children played around the neighborhood |
The children she liked to invent for the life they were |
Living was openly bent |
All they had was each other |
She was a widow, again |
She never left home before seven a.m. |
And she looked by the window |
She managed to cry but she never felt blame |
For the death of her husband who died in a flame by the |
House of the river |
Although he remained |
In a reasonable distance |
All the children played around the neighborhood |
All the children played around the neighborhood |
The children she liked to invent for the life they were |
Living was openly bent |
All she had was herself |