Two sisters went to the river bend Went too soon, they're liable to drown Parked their cars at the edge of the town Slipped off their gowns and went slithering down
One was the poet's love One was the poet's love One had a fire in her breast One was the poet's eyes
First they wash their feet Then they wash their hands One went right to sleep The other with gills and fins
One sank down like a rock As the other one floated away Thinking about the ticking of clocks And what will the neighbors say? And a neighbor said
Two sisters went to the river bend Went too soon, they're liable to drown Parked their cars at the edge of the town Slipped off their gowns and went slithering down
Two sisters went to the river bend Went too soon, they're liable to drown Parked their cars at the edge of the town Slipped off their gowns and went slithering down
To the river bend...
Two sisters went to the river bend Went too soon, they're liable to drown Parked their cars at the edge of the town Slipped off their gowns and went slithering downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
