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Basia - Waters Of March

(Antonio Carlos Jobim)

A stick, a stone

It's the end of the road

It's the rest of the stump

It's a little alone

It's a sliver of glass

It is life, it's the sun

It is night, it is death

It's a trap, it's a gun

The oak when it blooms

A fox in the brush

The knot of the wood

The song of the thrush

The wood of the wind

The criff, a fall

A scratch, a lump

It is nothing at all

It's the wind blowing free

It's the end of a slope

It's a beam, it's a void

It's a hunch, it's a hope

And the riverbank talks

Of the waters of March

It's the end of the stain

It's the joy in your heart

The foot, the ground

The fresh and the bone

The beat of the road

A slingshot stone

A truckload of bricks

In the soft morning light

The shot of the gun

In the dead of the night

A mile, a must

A thrust, a bump

It's a girl, it's a rhyme

It's a cold, it is the mumps

The plan of the house

The body in bed

And the car that got stuck

It's the mud, it's the mud

A float, a drift

A flight, a wing

A cock, a quail

Oh, the promise of spring

And the riverbank talks

Of the waters of March

It's the promise of life

It's the joy in your heart

And the riverbank talks

Of the waters of March

It's the promise of life

It's the joy in your heart

A point, a grain

A bee, a bite

A blink, a buzzard

A sudden stroke of night

A pin, a needle

A sting, a pain

A snail, a riddle

A wasp, a stain

A snake, a stick

It's John, it is Joe

A fish, a flash

A silvery glow

The bed of the well

The end of the line

The dismay on the face

It's a loss, it's a find

A spear, a spike

A point, a nail

A drip, a drop

The end of the day

And the riverbank talks

Of the waters of March

It's the promise of life

In your heart, in your heart

And the riverbank talks

Of the waters of March

It's the promise of life

It's a joy in your heart

And the riverbank talks

Of the waters of March

It's the promise of joy

In your heart

The end of the road

A little alone

A sliver of glass

A life, the sun

A night, a death

The end of the road

And the riverbank talks

Of the waters of March

It's the promise of joy

In your heart

Of the waters of March

And the riverbank talks

Of the waters of March

It's the promise of joy

In your heart

Of the waters of March