Nick Drake - All My Trials | Текст песни

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• Nick Drake
• All My Trials

I had a little book
Was given to me
And every page
Spoke of liberty

All my trials, Lord, soon be over

There is a tree
In paradise
And the pilgrims call it
The tree of life

All my trials, Lord, soon be over

But it's too late, my friend,
Too late, but never mind

All my trials, Lord, soon be over

If religion were a thing
That money could buy
Then the rich would live
And the poor would die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over