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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Jethro Tull
Jethro Tull
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Ian Anderson
Ian Anderson
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Ian Anderson
Ian Anderson
Продюсер
Nick Watson
Nick Watson
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Слова

This first and elemental flesh
Both man and woman, falls awake
From void and darkness, frost, and flame
From sleeping Ymir, a world to make
The wordless voice, the scream, the howl
Pure essence fills new earth and sky
Ancestral form of myth and legend
Giants, gods to glorify
Father, mother to them all
The bleak betrayal comes to pass
As daughters, sons, bad families
Are cut from stone to break like glass
I dream of spaces, emptiness
Deserts golden, endless dome
Dome of blue with white clouds scudding
Folded origami, home
Home to all creation
Vistas of foreign lands, we conjure ghosts
Of prebirth state, primal recall
The calm amongst the heavenly hosts
Written by: Ian Anderson
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