Текст песни Girl's Song In Winter (John Bunyan's Tape, 1966) - Vashti Bunyan
                                                There 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                man 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                young
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                lived 
                                                    a 
                                                year 
                                                with 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                year 
                                                was 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                that 
                                                song 
                                                was 
                                                sung
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                his 
                                                wish 
                                                was 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                free
 
                                    
                                
                                                His 
                                                wish 
                                                was 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                free
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                in 
                                                love 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                young
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I've 
                                                not 
                                                been 
                                                free 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                    a 
                                                promised 
                                                fruit 
                                                when 
                                                you've 
                                                first 
                                                begun
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                ripens 
                                                into 
                                                pain
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                had 
                                                    a 
                                                child 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                young
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                last 
                                                gift 
                                                that 
                                                man 
                                                gave
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wish 
                                                that 
                                                he 
                                                could 
                                                hold 
                                                his 
                                                son
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                snow 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                air 
                                                lie 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                grave
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                snow 
                                                lie 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                grave
 
                                    
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