Текст песни A place in the Country (Rebecca Martin) с переводом

Picture minds working for what’s good

So that all things could have a place their own

If every inch is a concrete box

What’s free is only what you’ll buy into

There’s no turning back

Every garden tilled into another monstrous mess

Birds are silenced by our rude desire

A weakness is all they need to grow

Our fear so we’ll follow

There’s no turning back

One mans vision is not the word

Of all who live here now

Dressed disguised as one who says he knows

Ignorant is the human heart

Consumed by the thought

It doesn’t have enough

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