Текст песни Michael Angelo's Blues (Song For Hogman) (Michael Martin Murphey) с переводом

Rusty dawn again

Squeaking on its hinges there’s a sunrise made of tin

Rainbows on your floor belonging on your wall

And what is worse you’re not sure if you belong at all

The concentrated mind lags a bit behind

And lingers at the door

She won’t be there anymore

And as you realize you’ve forgotten the date

You see an unfinished portrait done back in '58

Sort of makes you wonder if it isn’t getting late

You can try to change your views

That don’t change the Dallas morning news

And won’t explain the blues

The oldest riddles still confuse

And the oldest answers of them all

Are still floating around

You try so hard to catch them

But you can’t get off the ground

So do what must be done

Go ahead and try to paint the colors of the sun

It’s already been done

But at least while others argue

You want beauty in the world

If that just means finishing the portrait of a girl

You might be recognized when you’re dead

And that is nice

But are you really sure you can

Pay that kind of price?

Michael Angelo

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