Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song White Bird, artist - The Incredible String Band. Album song Changing Horses, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 17.07.2006
Record label: Elektra, Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
White Bird |
Who among you has not laid his head |
Beneath some holy awning |
Would think that such a night of tortured travelling |
Could bring such a glory morning |
And feel his heart sucked to his head |
His head so wide that all life says |
Has room to live and breathe |
And have its being and more |
For such a scene of beauty |
For such a scene of beauty |
Encompasses |
See the white bird on the water |
In beauty calm and still |
White bird, white bird, white bird |
Of the morning |
White bird, white bird |
White bird, white bird, white bird |
Of the morning |
White bird, white bird |
See he watches the white bird |
Of the morning |
White bird, white bird |
See he watches the white bird |
Of the morning |
White bird, white bird |
Warm in his ecstasy |
A shimmering gentle backward fall |
He leaves his body there |
So small and mirror black against the sun |
With deities for strength |
He sees his body wracked with pain |
And hears his voice so stained with sadness deep |
It asks the day to weep away |
Loved her so strong now |
She is gone |
My heart will break for ever |
Sun and moon change around |
Me the games seem so strange |
Walk in the light |
I shall never |
Walk in the light |
I will never |
White bird, white bird, white bird |
Of the morning |
White bird, white bird |
White bird, white bird, white bird |
Of the morning |
White bird, white bird |
White bird, white bird, white bird |
Of the morning |
White bird, white bird |
White bird, white bird, white bird |
Of the morning |
White bird, white bird |
Oh speak to me with your beauty |
Oh white bird of the morning |
Oh he cried, oh he cried |
But stopped |
Short |
Seeing not water but ice |
Death not life |
Dead white bird |
Dead white bird |
Walking onward every day |
Sunshine in our faces |
Sun knows what goes on below |
But still our faces graces |
No disgraces |
No distastes |
Nothing wasted at all |
White bird, white bird, white bird |
Of the morning |
White bird, white bird |