Тексты песен Nick Cave

Hush-a-bye Don't you cry Go to sleepy little baby Go to sleepy little baby When you wake You shall have All the pretty little horsies All the pretty little horsies Blacks and bays Dapples and greys Al

As I sat sadly by her side At the window, through the glass She stroked a kitten in her lap And we watched the world as it fell past Softly she spoke these words to me And with brand new eyes, open wi

Brother, my cup is empty And I haven't got a penny For to buy no more whiskey I have to go home I am the captain of my pain ‘Tis the bit, the bridle, the trashing cane The stirrup, the harness

I had a dream I had a dream I had a dream, Joe I had a dream, Joe You were standing in the middle of an open road I had a dream, Joe Your hands were raised up to the sky And your mouth was covered in

I don't believe in an interventionist god But I know, darling, that you do But if I did I would kneel down and ask him Not to intervene when it came to you Not to touch a hair on your head To leave yo

I met a little girl in Knoxville down beyond the well And every Sunday evenin’ out in her home I dwelled We went to take an evenin’ walk about a mile from town I picked a stick up off the ground and k

There’s a devil waiting outside your door (How much longer) There’s a devil waiting outside your door It is bucking and braying and pawing at the floor And he’s howling with pain and

And no more shall we part It will no longer be necessary And no more will I say, dear heart I am alone and she has left me And no more shall we part The contracts are drawn up, the ring is locked upo

I went out walking the other day The wind hung wet around my neck My head it rung with screams and groans From the night I spent amongst her bones I past beside the mission house Where that mad old b

O say goodbye to the little girl tree. O you know that I must say goodbye To the little girl tree. This wall I built around you Is made out of stone-lies. O little girl the truth would be An axe in th

All the towers of ivory are crumbling And the swallows have sharpened their beaks This is the time of our great undoing This is the time that I'll come running Straight to you For I am captured Straig

They found mary bellows cuffed to the bed With a rag in her mouth and a bullet in her head O poor mary bellows She'd grown up hungry, she'd grown up poor She left her home in arkansas O poor mary bell