Текст песни: Tim Buckley - She Is



She is the day that gives me time to live and ???? love my life.

Till nite comes on with sundown scythe to end the puzzle pantomime.

She is a day of love.



She is the day thru which I walk toward the bridge where she stands.

She is the air I breathe to sing, she is a smile without demands.



She is the bridge on which I wait to watch the river `neath me flow.

All spinning, surging far below

???? ???? ?????

She is a bridge of love.



She is the day thru which I walk toward the bridge where she stands.

She is the air I breathe to sing, she is a smile without demands.



She is the air I breathe ?????

Awake, asleep in ??? calm.

A wind to wash my lifted palm,

A sky that calls me out to dance.

She is the air of love.



She is the day thru which I walk toward the bridge where she stands.

She is the air I breathe to sing, she is a smile without demands.



She is the smile that keeps me warm with matchless laughter, eyes ablaze.

A mischief mystery she plays upon the flute of early morn.

She is a smile of love.



She is the day thru which I walk toward the bridge where she stands.

She is the air I breathe to sing, she is a smile without demands.

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She is the day that gives me time to live and ???? love my life.

Till nite comes on with sundown scythe to end the puzzle pantomime.

She is a day of love.



She is the day thru which I walk toward the bridge where she stands.

She is the air I breathe to sing, she is a smile without demands.



She is the bridge on which I wait to watch the river `neath me flow.

All spinning, surging far below

???? ???? ?????

She is a bridge of love.



She is the day thru which I walk toward the bridge where she stands.

She is the air I breathe to sing, she is a smile without demands.



She is the air I breathe ?????

Awake, asleep in ??? calm.

A wind to wash my lifted palm,

A sky that calls me out to dance.

She is the air of love.



She is the day thru which I walk toward the bridge where she stands.

She is the air I breathe to sing, she is a smile without demands.



She is the smile that keeps me warm with matchless laughter, eyes ablaze.

A mischief mystery she plays upon the flute of early morn.

She is a smile of love.



She is the day thru which I walk toward the bridge where she stands.

She is the air I breathe to sing, she is a smile without demands.

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