Françoise Hardy

Françoise Hardy - The garden of Jane Delawnay lyrics

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THE GARDEN OF JANE DELAWNAY
Paroles et musique: T. Boshell, 1972

The poet's voice lingers on

His words hanging in the air

The ground you walk upon

Might as well not be there

Might as well not be there

I'll take you through my dreams

Out into the darkest morning

Past the blood-filled streams

Into the garden of Jane Delawnay

Into her garden now

Through the rose if there

Don't pluck it as you pass

Or the fire will consume your hair

And your eyes will turn to glass

Your eyes will turn to glass

In the willow's shade

Don't lie to hear it weep

Or its tears of gold and jade

Will drown you as you sleep

Will drown you now

Jane Delawnay had her dreams

That she never did discover

For the flow that feeds the streams

Is the lifeblood of her lover

Is the lifeblood of her lover

And the purifying beams

Of the sun will shine here never

While the spirit of her dreams

In the garden lives forever

Lives forever now
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Author: ?

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Publisher: Epic

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Released in: 1977

Language: English

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