Lifes Mistress - текст песни
Life's Mistress
She is passing in a warm breeze Bars of light that cross the floor One smoke-gray, curled, tiny feather Skips aside
By her middle hang the keys Made to open any door Even the one that lets in the cold wind From outside
She lives in a house of colour Guarded by cats three in number And one great dog of gentle manner In among the trees
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Silence Carries No apprehension here In the warm sun By the window sill I can just sit still And watch her go by...
Queen of field and forest pathway Understands the speech of stones She weaves peace upon her loom Life's mistress
Cumberland, ont. -- winter,
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