Heat of noon Their black clothes hide the lights of the moon The gift I received rarely they give A knot of three on a saffron wall was waiting me They started to sing This their string Hard law of fate we’re going to say In this world, man you walk watchin’ back This Rigmarole teaches all you must know that we must kneel, man to the three Maids’ command They were there to hear the cry when the lame king became blind Don’t use your ears sound of their shears snippin’ now The first one showed how a quest has been worked out by the still living dead man That in childhood was hanged Two told the tale The hanged child was lame Three said this song proved the lame man was wrong What I thought when I sailed is “winds of doom, I dare” But we live in a ring, the storm has drawn it on my skin Rape my life A river takes me now Two feet’s pride, morning star Watch three feet cryin’ onTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
