Gitla - Marylin | Текст песни

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Marylin is going to the stream
Holding a wooden bucket
Filled with fresh water
The darkness will soon follow
Beware of the coyote
Beware of the coyote

Run, run Marylin, Marylin
Run, run through the forest
Run, run to the old wooden house
Run, run run, little child Run.

The ghost town is in a walking distance
There you can no longer hear
The chant of the wind
The call of the White-tailed Eagle
Something changed a long time ago
Something changed a long time ago

Run, run Marylin, Marylin
Run, run through the forest
Run, run to the old wooden house
Run, run run, little child Run.

My dear Marylin talks with wiled foxes
My dear Marylin plays in the mud
My good and innocent girl
Do not ask too many questions
Blessed with A pure soul

I'm old now and my hair turned white
I'll be waiting Marylin, to hear your violin
One day you'll learn that simplicity is gold.
And there's no gold and no peace in a place like this.


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