Grandma my sleep is narrow Bid you bring me some strong drink Strain out the pulps and set them close outside For when my belly For when my little belly speaks
Grandma, there's air beneath my bed And it whispers And it whispers when I rest Bid hem the skirts in salt and vinegar, vinegar And hover closely Oh hover closely under head
Grandma, the water is rising My boundless hair has gotten green I'll be your swimming forest island Bid you walk safely, safely over me
Grandma my hands have wandered And my legs My little legs are getting weak Bid lend me your wispy frame And guard my powers Guard my precious powers in its cage
Grandma, I've been unruly In my dreams And with my speech Drill little holes into my eyelids That I might see you That I might see you when I sleep
Grandma, the water is rising My boundless hair has gotten green I'll be your swimming forest island Bid you walk safely, safely over meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
