Goran Bregovic - Green Thought - Текст песни

Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, 

Withdraws into its happiness; 

The mind, that ocean where each kind 

Does straight its own resemblance find, 

Yet it creates, transcending these, 

Far other worlds, and other seas; 


Yet it creates, transcending these, 

To a green thought in a green shade. 

Annihilating all that's made.

Green shade

All that's made

All that's made


Here at the fountain's sliding foot, 

Or at some fruit tree's mossy root, 

Casting the body's vest aside, 

My soul into the boughs does glide; 

There like a bird it sits and sings, 

Then whets, and combs its silver wings; 

There like a bird it sits and sings, 


To a green thought in a green shade. 

Annihilating all that's made 

Green shade

All that's made

All that's made


To a green thought in a green shade. 

Annihilating all that's made.

Green shade

All that's made

All that's made


All that's made

All that's made


(Thanks to Eric for these lyrics)