Оригинален текст
From an island, to the tetons
to the day that came before
drifting is a simple thing to do
to dance across the treetops with
reflections in a spoon
in black and white or color
a step toward the craters on
the surface of the moon
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In dreams he flies a tiny raft in a broken sky
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Saw the sun in a chase to be
with the chosen one
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Swung through town on a piece of twine
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Disappeared a thousand times
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