Текст песни: P J HARVEY - The River
And they came to the river
And they came from the road
And he wanted the sun
Just to call his own
And they walked on the dirt
And they walked from the road
`Til they came to the river
`Til they came up close
Throw your pain in the river
Throw your pain in the river
Leave your pain in the river
To be washed away slow
And we walked without words
And we walked with our lives
Two silent birds circled by
Like a pain in the river
And the pain in the river
And the white sun scattered
Washed away this slow
And we followed the river
And we followed the road
And we walked through this land
And we called it a home
But he wanted the sun
And I wanted the whole
And the white light scatters
And the sun sets low
Like a pain in the river
Like a pain in the river
Like a white light scatters
To be washed away slow
Like a pain in the river
Like a pain in the river
Like the way life scattered
To be washed away slow
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And they came to the river
And they came from the road
And he wanted the sun
Just to call his own
And they walked on the dirt
And they walked from the road
`Til they came to the river
`Til they came up close
Throw your pain in the river
Throw your pain in the river
Leave your pain in the river
To be washed away slow
And we walked without words
And we walked with our lives
Two silent birds circled by
Like a pain in the river
And the pain in the river
And the white sun scattered
Washed away this slow
And we followed the river
And we followed the road
And we walked through this land
And we called it a home
But he wanted the sun
And I wanted the whole
And the white light scatters
And the sun sets low
Like a pain in the river
Like a pain in the river
Like a white light scatters
To be washed away slow
Like a pain in the river
Like a pain in the river
Like the way life scattered
To be washed away slow
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