Karaoké Waters of March Jane Monheit
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A stick, a stone it's the end of the road
It's the rest of a stump it's a little alone
It's a sliver of glass it is life, it's the sun
It is night, it is death it's a trap, it's a gun
The oak when it blooms a fox in the brush
The knot in the wood the song of a thrush
The wood of the wind a cliff, a fall
A scratch, a lump it is nothing at all
It's the wind blowing free it's the end of the slope
It's a beam, it's a void it's a hunch, it's a hope
And the riverbank talks of the waters of March
It's the end of the strain it's the joy in your heart
The foot, the ground the flesh and the bone
The beat of the road a slingshot stone
A fish, a flash a silvery glow
A fight, a bet the range of a bow
The bed of the well the end of the line
The dismay in the face it's a loss, it's a find
A spear, a spike a point, a nail
A drip, a drop the end of the tale
A truckload of bricks in the soft morning light
The shot of the gun in the dead of the night
A mile, a must a thrust, a bump
It's a girl, it's a rhyme it's a cold, it's the mumps
The plan of the house the body in bed
And the car that got stuck it's the mud, it's the mud
A float, a drift a flight, a wing
A hawk, a quail the promise of spring
And the riverbank talks of the waters of March
It's the end of the strain it's the joy in your heart
La la la la la lalalala
La la la la la lalalala
La lalalala la lalalala
La lalalala la lalalala
La lalalalala la lalalala
La lalalala la la la la la lalalala
La lalalala la lalalala
A snake, a stick it is John, it is Joe
It's a thorn in your hand or a cut on your toe
A point, a grain a bee, a bite
A blink, a buzzard a sudden stroke of night
A pin, a needle a sting, a pain
A snail, a riddle a wasp, a stain
A pass in the mountains a horse and a mule
In the distance the shelves grow three shadows of blue
And the riverbank talks of the waters of March
It's the promise of life in your heart, in your heart
A stick, a stone the end of the load
The rest of the stump a lonesome road
A sliver of glass a life, the sun
A night, a death the end of the run
And the riverbank talks of the waters of March
It's the end of all strain it's the joy
In your heart la la la lala
La lalalala lalala la la lala hmm
Lala ah ah lala la
La la lala lala la hmm
Ooh na na oh oh oh oh
Informations
Rendu célèbre par Jane Monheit
Auteur-Compositeur : Tom Jobim
Toute reproduction interdite
Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Waters of March rendu célèbre par Jane Monheit
