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Jethro Tull Beastie

If you look behind your shoulder as you feel his eyes to feast You can witness now the everchanging nature of the beast Beastie, beastie, beastie, beastie

Prijevod: Jethro Tull. Beastie.

got one of my own. Beastie! There's a beast upon my shoulder, (Beastie!) and a fiend upon my back. (Beastie!) Feel his burning breath a heaving, (Beastie

I see a dark sail on the horizon Set under a black cloud that hides the sun Bring me my broadsword and clear understanding Bring me my cross of gold

Fallen on hard times, but it feels good to know That milk and honey's just around the bend Running on bad lines we'd better run as we go Tear up, tear

In the half tone light of a young morning She sighs and shifts on her pillow And across her face dancing, the first shadows fly To kiss the pussy willow

Would you join a slow marching band And take pleasure in your leaving As the ferry sails and tears are dried And cows come home at evening? Would you

We travelers on the endless wastes in single orbits gliding Cold-eyed march towards the dawn, behind hard weather hoods a-hiding Meeting as the tall ships

: Would you join a slow marching band? And take pleasure in your leaving as the ferry sails and tears are dried and cows come home at evening. Could