Текст песни In the Twlight - Judy Collins

She′s a lady
And she barely knows her name now
In the twilight as she sleeps
And her memories
Chase her down the days of childhood
There was music always music

And her brothers
There was Robert the captain of a freighter
That sailed to China
There was Shannon
Who ran off one icy morning
And then Herbie and then Frank
Oh so handsome
And her sisters
Who were beautiful and yearned to be together

She's a lady
And she′s sleeping like a princess
Who will wake up and drink amber
From a slipper
Made of diamonds
She was married to a blind man
Who was my father

Such a charmer
And another who's name is Robert
And who holds her fragile hand
While I am weeping

Chardonnay in a crystal glass
Amethysts on her fingers
Roses and forget-me-nots
In the garden where she lingered
All around through the snowy peaks
Through her eyes with wonder
All of her betrayals
Drowned in the roaring canyons thunder

She's a lady
She was always dressed in silk
And had her hair down
And her clothes were
Pretty colors
And the scent of the Chanel
In her satin cloak when she went dancing
With my father
And they were very young

She′s a lady
And saw nearly twenty presidents
And she voted for Obama
In the old days
Sipping Presbyterian
She′d argue with her children
Who had opinions
About everything that mattered
And she'd tell them of the time
She saw Rachmaninoff

Chardonnay in a crystal glass
Amethyst in her necklace
Roses and forget-me-nots
And three sons so fine and reckless
Daughters too were free like her
One who sang and one who painted
She loved them evermore and more
And thought we all should be sainted

She′s a lady
And she barely knows my name now
In the twilight and she sleeps most of the day
And when she wakes up
She says that she's going home
And asks me how I knew where to find her
In this home that′s not her home
She sees her garden
Growing wild since she had to leave
The sweetness of the afternoons on her patio
Where Robert kept the flowers blooming

She's a lady
And she′s going home she tells me
As her eyes close in the twilight
I ask her when
She smiles and she tells me it's a secret
And then she's gone
Just like the flowers in her garden

Chardonnay in a crystal glass
Amethyst on her fingers
Roses and forget-me-nots
In the garden where she lingered
All around through the snowy peaks
Through her eyes was wonder
All of her betrayals drowned
In the roaring canyons thunder

Marjorie my mother
Sweet Marjorie of the garden
That blooms now in my heart