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    Rundgren Todd Zen Archer текст песни

    Zen Archer

    Pretty bird with feathers falling
    Pretty as a lady calling
    For her pink and midnight lover
    As she stares into the water

    And a yellow moon is rising
    And there can’t be no disguising
    That the pretty bird is dying
    With a silver arrow lying at its side

    Rivers of blood,
    oceans of tears,
    life without death,
    and death without reason

    To the whole United Nations,
    To your greatest expectations
    To the moment that you realize
    As a dark figure slips from out of the shadow

    Pretty bird closes its eyes, pretty bird dies
    Another pretty thing dead on the end of the shaft
    Of the Zen Archer

    A man in parts forgotten
    With an outlook that is rotten
    And an attitude to match it
    Finds relief inside a hatchet
    And he halved someone in Boulder
    Justifiability is in the hands of the beholder
    And you just don’t know what people will do next

    Mountains of pain,
    valleys of love,
    death without life,
    and life without meaning

    To the promise kept and broken
    To the love that’s never spoken
    Just as surely as I’m in your ears
    A dark figure slips from out of the shadow

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