Tên đầy đủ: Jethro Tull
Now is the solstice of the year, Winter is the glad song that you hear. Seven maids move in seven time. Have the lads up......
Words get written. words get twisted. Old meanings move in the drift of time. Lift the flickering torches. see gentle shadows change The features of......
She said she was a dancer. if i believed it, it was my busines She surely knew a thing or two about control. Next to......
They left me, leaving my house on fire, me running round --- Got out through the window. While clinging to the skirts of fate Was......
What a sight for my eyes To see you in sleep. Could it stop the sun rise Hearing you weep? You're not seen, you're not......
Savage night on a misty island. lights wink out in the Canyon walls. Two old boys in a stolen racer. black rubber contrails in The......
She moves with machinery for the fancy sports car trade. Part of the industrial process: she sees that they stay made. She works from early......
When the holy (........) decides to take a look, Refers to the pages of his holy book, Sends the warm rain falling from the sky,......
In long years of ancient time, stood alone a friend of mine. Reflected by the ever-burning sigh of a god who happened by. And in......
Would you like to see my lion My friend cecil is damp and smooth A damp smooth sea lion Yes, cecil is a sea lion......
There's a black cat down on the quayside. Ship's lights, green eyes glowing in the dark. Two young cops handing out a beating: Know how......
I chase your every footstep And i follow every whim. When you call the tune i'm ready To strike up the battle hymn. My lady......
Salamander --- born in the sun-kissed flame. Who was it lit your candle --- branded you with your name? I see you walking by my......
Take you away for my magic ship. I have two hundred deisel horses thundering loud. Sea birds call your name and the mountain's on fire......
I have to call you up. think i've seen a vision of rhythm in gold. No cat could ever move that way. no puss would......
Roll yer own. don't mean you got no money. Only that you got no opportunity to shake it with that friend of mine. Roll yer......
In and out of shady places --- Walking on cold corners of the maze. Following the trace you leave unwittingly. I wanna be no saboteur.......
Dear uncle sold her into the purest kind of slavery. Hood-eyed little middlemen profited from damaged goods Along the way. Good angels brought her back......
Over the mountains, and under the sky --- Riding dirty gray horses, go you and i. Mating with chance, copulating with mirth --- The sad-glad......
I walked down that boulder road, Through a child's eye saw places where i used to go. Where i crawled barefoot with a fishing pole......