Текст песни Blessed Wild Apple Girl - T. Rex
Gypsy
Girl,
oh
twisty
pearl
Sat
upon
the
stoney
pale
mare
Beltane
Eve,
by
the
fires
you
grieve
With
your
deep
Babylonian
hair
(Chorus)
Blessed
Wild
Apple
Girl
move
along
now
Blessed
Wild
Apple
Girl
move
along
now
Blessed
Wild
Apple
Girl
Gypsy
girl,
oh
twisty
girl
Your
hands
are
dangled
with
flowers
Tangled
torn,
so
stately
born
For
a
throne
in
the
(hill)
halls
of
Ireland
(Chorus)
Fools
have
said
the
hills
are
dead
But
her
nose
is
a
rose
of
the
Shee
A
silver
sword
by
an
ancient
ford
Was
my
gift
from
this
child
of
the
trees
(Chorus
to
end)

1 Get It On
2 Mustang Ford
3 Catblack (The Wizard's Hat)
4 Jeepster
5 A Beard Of Stars
6 Debora
7 Salamanda Palaganda
8 Lifes A Gas
9 Juniper Suction
10 Stacey Grove
11 Warlord Of The Royal Crocodiles
12 Beltane Walk
13 Beltane Walk
14 The Time of Love Is Now
15 The Wizard
16 Summer Deep
17 Blessed Wild Apple Girl
18 The Travelling Tragition
19 Desdemona
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