Caras Castle — текст песни (Joni Mitchell)

If you ever come to our town

On a carousel crusade

And youre tired of fighting windmills with a nail

Cross the fence and join the dragons

Who have never made the grade

Caras castle and the keepers of a most unholy grail.



Oh cara, queen of the losers, ruler of the weak

Give the poet what he chooses till hes too dumb to speak



Theres a clock upon the mantle

But its hands forget the time

And the windows turn their backs upon the day

And the people in the shadows

Could be all lost friends of mine

Caras courtiers need no light c need no light to lose their way



Oh cara, queen of the losers, ruler of the weak

Give the poet what he chooses till hes too dumb to speak



From the end to the beginning

Crippled minds retrace the steps

From the burial to the birth they do retreat

Wonderin where and when and why

Their souls were slaughtered while they slept

Caras courtiers know no victory c know no victory just defeat



Oh cara, queen of the losers, ruler of the weak

Give the poet what he chooses till hes too dumb to speak



One by one the battered soldiers

Go slowly cross the moat

One by one they seek new castles somewhere else

With their crutches and the cravens

And I wonder is there hope

Is there hope for caras courtiers c and the wars against themselves



Oh cara, queen of the losers, ruler of the weak

Give the poet what he chooses till hes too dumb to speak