Представляем точный текст композиции "Theres Something At The Bottom Of The Black Pool" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Augie March . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Theres Something At The Bottom Of The Black Pool» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Augie March передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Augie March - "Theres Something At The Bottom Of The Black Pool"
Lyrics to Theres Something At The Bottom Of The Black Pool : Theres something at the bottom of the black pool, I darent dredge it up not while the weathers still cool, Its a feathered thing, its origins are mixed and untrue, Once a straw-body, now a lamb-picker, now a clove in a black brew... I think of the peacocks of the gorge and I think of the gryphons they kept in the Tower Zoo, The unexpected water swept all before it as it rushed on terrible through - And left them all dead, and spread through the park, amid the myriad mangles of the coming dark - of the shadow of a loon, the howl from a bloody craw, Those strange interruptions dont scare me anymore, Since all the while the weather was cool I stood at the crumbling edge of the black pool. Perhaps a pigeon fell off its stool, I have drowned a conscience or two, There are palm trees and clouds and the under-sides of drowned blues, and sometimes the faces of people I think I knew... I know at one time this thing flew, I have sunk an ambition or two, Now when I think to drink, then I wonder with who, I pretend that Im sitting in the booth with you - O what a fuckin sentence, what a fuckin noise, I dont know these girls, I dont trust these boys, And over there in the corner, there hangs a strange bird, Sings a strange song but it wont be heard, A song to enquire whither went the milk money While the darling babes of Toorak were ayowling for their honey. Lets walk up this hill, lets go walking up this hill, The sun is in the middle of the sky, the grass is yellow from being dry, Theres music, theres you, many others here and I, Up the hill then, up where those holy lodestones lie - How suddenly still, and though the wind blow, From here we will never leave or go, And but for a will, and but for companions, we might go tumbling home below, To a place at the table, to gamble and settle, make the words 'amiable' and 'able' of resting assured, in the breast of that bird, that I sure did not suffer a fool, Since all the while the weather was cool I stood at the crumbling edge of the black pool [ Theres Something At The Bottom Of The Black Pool Lyrics ]
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