Akiko and Corinne Drewery – Waters of March


Compositor:
Antonio Carlos Jobim

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´s a life. it´s the sun
It´s night, it´s 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´s nothing at all

It´s the wind blowing free, it´s the end of a slope
It´s a beam, it´s a void, it´s a hunch, it´s a hope

And the riverbank talks over the waters of march
It´s the end of fall 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 the 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 a 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 a mumps

The plain of the house, the body in bed
And the car got that got stuck, it´s the mud, it´s the mud
A float, a drift, a flight, a wing
A hawk, a quail, the proimise of spring

And the riverbank talks of the waters od march
it´s the end of all strain, it´s the joy in your heart

A snake, a stick, it´s John, it´s José
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 shadowas of blue

And the riverbank talks of the waters od march
it´s the end of all strain, it´s the joy 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, a sun
A night, a death, the end of the run

And the riverbank talks of the waters of march
It´s the end all strain, its the joy in your heart

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