Arianne — текст песни (Steve Earle)

Its getting light, its getting late

And Ive looked everywhere and called her name

Her dad the doctors down

The sheriffs standing round

Arianne



We sat by the rivers edge

I slipped in and she slipped off her dress

She stepped cautiously

Into that shining stream

Arianne



Theres a place that I can go

Where her memory still flows

It cuts a deeper path

With every season past

Arianne



I can see her as she sleeps

A face as still as that river is deep

Leaves are turning round

White arms, hair of brown

Arianne



Theres a place that I can go

Where her memory still flows

It cuts a deeper path

With every season past

Arianne