Текст песни Jacaranda Bougainvillea (Al Jarreau) с переводом

Oh what a dream, Oh what a story

Don’t have to weep, Come and enjoy a smile

Opening scene is just like a doorway

Here’s a story, in rhythm and rhyme

There is a tree on the street and in the forest

Lavender dream whispered a poet

Bright potpourri. The envy of orchids

When it’s dressed in a pink and fuchsia twine

Jacaranda tree and the Bougainvillea vine

Oh Mandela, that garden that you made

Is a vision of the prayer, you must’ve been prayin' everyday

Sweet Azaleas, every color every kind

And the first and the last are all divine

There is a dream of the trees and of the flowers

There is a season of peace at the borderline…

Where we’re redeemed and history will crown us

Jacaranda tree and Bougainvillea vine

Oh Mandela, would you say that it’s alright?

When the children play they always say, they say that we were like

Cinderella, in your garden there’s a shrine

To the first and the last they’re all divine

One and all, big and small, a common birth

Each and every child for all his worth

Take the one who’s always last and make him first

Take these seeds. Seed the earth

OUTRO:

Comin' along

Oh what a long way we have come

Comin' along

Makin' a home for everyone

Comin' along, way down South in Africa

Look at (Study) the Jacaranda tree huggin' the Bougainvillea

REPEAT OUTRO X 4

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