Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Am Not A Poet (Night Song) , by - Melanie. Song from the album Stoneground Words, in the genre Фолк-рокRelease date: 31.12.1971
Record label: Two Story
Song language: English
I Am Not A Poet (Night Song) |
| I am not a poet, living is the poem |
| I am not a singer, I am in the song |
| And I’ve got a story that I cannot write down |
| And I’m with you but I’ll always be alone |
| I may not be right, but I don’t think I am wrong |
| Every note’s an answer, every word’s a sign |
| Every man’s a dancer, following his own time |
| I’ve found a tearful language that translates what I am |
| And I cried out loud, but they didn’t understand |
| I cried so hard I may never try again |
| I may never try, I may never try again |
| Cleansing in the water, heal me in the light |
| Mend you ageless daughter, I’ve been awake all night |
| 'Cause if your sands are shifting, I’ll need to know what I forgot |
| I don’t want much, but I need an awful lot |
| I’ve found a tearful language that translates what I am |
| And I cried out loud, but you didn’t understand |
| I cried so hard I may never try again |
| I may never try, I may never die again |
| I may never cry again |
| I may never try again |
| I may never die again |
| STONEGROUND WORDS |
| Sand me down to the nerve |
| Made to live on stouneground words |
| Imagine that, you’ve done all that |
| And I come back for more |
| Imagine that, I lived on that |
| And I will live for more |
| I entered dancing and looked for my partner |
| I thought the path could be a double road |
| You played my heart like a drum beating warning |
| Oh, I guess I’m gonna dance this one alone |
| I’ll go to the garden that follows the seasons |
| Live in the field where the healing grass grows |
| Go to the mountains where air’s clear for breathing |
| Clear is just another way to see |
| I feel to know |
| Cleanse in the ocean, bathe in the power |
| Live with the sea and I rise for the tide |
| Go to the place where the water will bring me |
| I’m the rivers lover, but I’ll be the oceans bride |
| And they sand me down to the nerve |
| Make me live on stouneground words |
| Imagine that, you’ve done all that |
| And I come back for more |
| Imagine that, I lived on that |
| And I will live for more |
| SONG OF THE SOUTH, BASED ON A THEME FROM |
| SONG OF THE NORTH ADAPTED FROM THE ORIGINAL |
| Let it flow |
| Let it flow |
| Let it go into the sea with me in it |
| Let it fly |
| Let it fly |
| Let it glide into the sky with me up there |
| With me, with me up there |
| With me up there, with me up there |
| Repeat |
| Maybe you’re hurt, maybe you cried in love |
| Maybe you’re living too rough |
| Maybe you’re giving too much |
| Maybe the people want more |
| Maybe you’re askin' «what for,» «what for» |
| Oh, do da day |
| Let it snow |
| Let it snow |
| Let it fall unto the ground and cover me |
| Let it fall unto the ground and cover me |
| Maybe it’s wrong |
| Maybe it’s right tonight |
| Maybe we’ll open the door |
| Maybe it’s opened before |
| Maybe you’re giving too much |
| Maybe you’re living too rough |
| Oh, do day day |
| Repeat |
| Maybe the people want more |
| Maybe you’re asking what for |
| Oh, do da day |
| Oh, do da day |
| MAYBE I WAS (A GOLF BALL) |
| I’m so tired that I can’t sleep, |
| I already read the Bible inner deep |
| The preacher keeps me on my knees |
| To wander and to travel |
| And to sleep when I am able |
| Maybe I was an old path |
| Maybe I was a raincloud |
| Maybe I was a mountain inside of Russia |
| Maybe I was a good road |
| Maybe I was a secret |
| Maybe I was a river flowing in Russia. |
| But I’m so tired and I can’t sleep, |
| I already read the Bible inner deep |
| A preacher keeps me on my knees |
| To wander and to travel |
| And to sleep when I am able. |