| KING CRIMSON ISLANDS, TESTO E TRADUZIONE. A tender journey through "my" Island: Sardinia (Italy). LYRICS : Earth, stream and tree encircled by sea Waves sweep the sand from my island. My sunsets fade. Field and glade wait only for rain Grain after grain love erodes my High weathered walls which fend off the tide Cradle the wind to my island. Gaunt granite climbs where gulls wheel and glide Mournfully glide o'er my island. My dawn bride's veil, damp and pale, Dissolves in the sun. Love's web is spun - cats prowl, mice run Wreathe snatch-hand briars where owls know my eyes Violet skies Touch my island, Touch me. Beneath the wind turned wave Infinite peace Islands join hands 'Neathe heaven's sea. Dark harbour quays like fingers of stone Hungrily reach from my island. Clutch sailor's words - pearls and gourds Are strewn on my shore. Equal in love, bound in circles. Earth, stream and tree return to the sea Waves sweep sand from my island, from me. Testo da: www.ba.infn.it (sito nel quale troverete anche la traduzione). Music by: Robert Fripp Mel Collins Boz Burrell Ian Wallace Peter Sinfield, album 1971; original studio version, progressive rock. |
