Авторы: Seals & Crofts
Windflowers, my father told me not to go near them, he feared them always, Said they carried him away. Windflowers, I couldn't wait to touch them, to smell them, I held them closely. Now I cannot break away. Their sweet bouquet disappears like a vapor in the desert. Take a warning, son. Windflowers, their beauty captures every young dreamer who lingers near them. Ancient windflowers, I love you.