Janis Ian - Mary's Eyes - Текст песни

Mary's eyes are startling blue 
And her hair's Newcastle gold 
And she walks the thin white line 
Between the body and the soul 
She's as faithful to her history 
As a novice to his fast 
For she is standing on the bones 
Of Ireland's past 

She is singing of the troubles 
And a fire in the land 
'til I can almost feel the famine 
Slipping through my trembling hand 
And I wonder as I hear her 
That the spirit still shines through 
And she can reach across the ocean deep 
And break my heart in two 

Mary's wise as she is foolish 
She's as constant as the tide 
For it's a woman's heart that beats beneath 
That stubborn Irish pride 
We are saints and we are sinners 
We are heroes we are thieves 
We are all of us beginners 
On the road to Galilee 

She is singing of the troubles 
And a fire in the land 
'til I can almost feel the famine 
Slipping through my trembling hand 
And I wonder as I hear her 
That the spirit still shines through 
And she can reach across the ocean deep 
And break my heart in two 

So let us hoist a pint of silence 
To the east where Ireland lies 
And we'll stare across the waters 
For a glimpse of Mary's eyes 
We are ships without a harbour 
We are sailors on dry land 
And the song goes on forever 
Even though the record can't 

She is singing of the troubles 
And a fire in the land 
'til I can almost feel the famine 
Slipping through my trembling hand 
And I wonder as I hear her 
That the spirit still shines through 
And she can reach across the ocean deep 
And break my heart in two