Fables of the Silverlink - The Clientele

Lyrics by：Alasdair MacLean/the Clientele/Alicia Macanás

Composed by：Alasdair MacLean/the Clientele/Alicia Macanás

Blue sloes caught in wet grass

Jarita lasya

Blue sloes caught in wet grass

Jarita lasya

I remember so well

She was dying in May

She was dying in May

Blue sloes caught in wet grass

Jarita lasya

Caged birds flinch the subway is still

Anna lives in the house on the hill

Where the sun's hot line is crossing the street so slow

Out of the dark

From the black pond rising

The nightingales

And they have crossed

Through the telegraph wires

To the clear dark air

Still so still with your hands on your face

And I kissed your eyes and I knelt like I prayed

And the garden stirred

I was young again

I was young

I was young again

Los primeros villanos

Del anochecer

El aire comenzaron

A sembrar

After you wake

After the song

After the quiet dream of love in the indistinct dawn

Somebody's mowing the lawn

And if the hare's in the moon

Then you'll know that I'm coming through

After the light

After the dawn

After the morning rain hits junkyards

Fireweed and patio lawns

Your beautiful life

So hollow and clear in the light

Here in the face of your child

Here in the face of your child

After you wake

After the dream

After your father's hands have cradled still

Your sleeping head

His voice is so real

Calling the girl that you were

Calling you back through the night

Lost and found in the fire

Lost and found in the fire

Steel runs crack

The night sings back

The hare is in the moon

If I get myself together

I'll be 'round so soon

With a Russian glove

On a high-backed chair

That you moved aside

As the radio played

And you touched your face

And I am lost in your eyes

And I am lost in your eyes

And I am lost in your eyes

I am lost

So Alaine

I love the games we used to play

But I can't find my way back through the night

I remember days at school

When the only thing I knew

I was nobody at all

'Til the street lamps broke the spell

I don't know why