А вот это на англицком, на любителя, текста местами подогнат под музыку )
Англо-саксонская меланхоличная
I am a green-greeny leaf,
Shivering in the rain, in the wind, on a tree
Trying to keep to the branch
Not to fly away
Day after day after day after day
And as the wind blows
My sisters, my brothers
They froze.
Fell on the ground from the tree
The death's been so close to me
I've had a narrow escape
This is a sheer and mere
Matter of fate.
Too late.
So, ff you open your eyes,
You would soon realize,
That the change's been so quick
Like it's somebody's trick
What a mean, dirty freak
Surprise.
It's neither black nor it's white
It's an odd-smelling shadow
That's chuckling and laughing inside.
So don't be shedding no tears
Forget all of your fears
It's an old mocking mirror
That's changing your looks
And stealing your ways
Try starting again
'Cause your're no longer green
But your're golden, your're yellow, your're sane
Again
And if only I could
I most probably would
Penetrate every place, every face
From within
How obscene.
To stretch the usual line
Kissin' hundreds of lips,
Drinkin' hundred bottles of wine
All at time
But I am a green-greeny leaf,
Shivering in the rain, in the wind, on a tree
Trying to keep to the branch
Not to fly away
Day after day after day after day
Если бы не литературная направленность ветки, выложил бы и с музыкой
Поэтические изыски, Dante (c)
