Текст песни Little Wing - Live - Jimi Hendrix

Well, she's walking
Through the clouds
With a circus mind
That's running wild

Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
And fairy tales
That's all she thinks about
Riding with the wind

Lord, when I'm sad
She comes to me
With a thousand smiles
She gives to me free

It's alright, it's alright, she says
It's alright
Take anything you want from me
anything
Anything