Amery was bored, as he Was usually in the countryside He'd walk alone, reciting Poe Returning home through the failing light One day, he'd gone some miles along A new road, when on an old man's bad advice He left to cross the woods, but just Got totally lost, and then The Maryland electric rainstorm broke Over his head, making him wet, upset, then The Maryland electric rainstorm broke everything Soaked through his skin, into his heart and soul
Suddenly, no more trees Amery, to his great relief Could see his way through stacks of hay Through wind and rain... then surprisingly He heard the song "Les Sanglots Longs Des Violons" coming from nearby A female tone he did not know All husky and low While the lightning split the sky
"Who's there?", she cried, "Don Juan", he lied A shriek of delight came back through the rain A small white hand took his one and Their friendship began With the Maryland electric rainstorm high Over their heads making them wet Forget about the Maryland electric rainstorm Breaking everything, making them clean Freedom is the Maryland electric rainstorm High over your heads making you wet Forget about the Maryland electric rainstorm Breaking everything making you clean Freeing your heart and soulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
