Текст песни World Of Strange Design (Rosanne Cash) с переводом

Well you’re not from around here

You’re probably not our kind

It’s hot from March to Christmas

And other things you’ll find

Won’t fit your old ideas

They’re a line in shifting sands

You’ll walk across a ghostly bridge

To a crumbling promised land

If Jesus came from Mississippi

If tears began to rhyme

I guess I’ll start at the beginning

It’s a world of strange design

Well I’d like to have the ocean

But I settled for the rain

I humbly asked for true love

There was such a price to pay

This room was filled with trouble

And sacraments deceived

Now I’m a jewel in the shade

Of his weeping willow tree

If Jesus came from Mississippi

If tears began to rhyme

I’ll have to go back to the beginning

In this world of strange design

We talk about your drinking

But not about your thirst

You set off through the minefield

Like you were rounding first

So open up a window

And hand the baby through

Point her towards the ghostly bridge

And she’ll know what to do

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