Tên đầy đủ: Jethro Tull
Six o'clock in the morning Wake up by the bed There sits a japanese toy And i like it See the name on the wrapping......
She's catching the wind: the gentlest of breezes. It's a sensitive passage she's sailing - Through stormy straits, navigates my unfathomable failings. She rises before......
I looked in the mirror then Saw my face in a dream. With eyes sharp as diamonds Blessed with clear vision. Things were not as......
The actors milling helplessly-- The script is blowing out to sea. But what the hell, we didn't even pass an audition. The lines you'll have......
In and out of the front door, ran twelve back-door angels. Their hair was a golden-brown --- They didn't see me wink my eye. `tis......
From early days of infancy, through trembling years Of youth, long murky middle-age and final hours Long in the tooth, he is the hundred names......
Small child messing down, messing down. In the streets of bombay. Cities like this have no shame, no shame; Indeed, why should they? Out in......
Hand in the snake pit - black mamba chase. Head through the lion's cage - head on a plate. Two feet on the hot coals......
Dirty white caravans down our road, sailing. Vivas, cortinas, weaving in their wake. With hot, red-faced drivers, horns flattened, fists whaling, Putting trust in blind......
[introduction:] Please, let's have a big welcome for jethro tull. Whoop! Hello. hang on, press on. be back with you in a minute. I'd better......
You're taking chances. and your reputation's going down. Going out in the night-time. you think you make no sound. But you don't fool me. `cos......
The mist rolls off the beaches: the train rolls into the station. weekend happiness seekers --- pent-up saturation. well, we don't mean anyone any harm,......
Come, let me play with you, black satin dancer. In all your giving, given is the answer. Tearing life from limb and looking sweeter than......
Stormy-eyed on the edge of dawn: Nose pressed against the triple glaze. Floor to ceiling, wall to wall, Silent traffic streams both ways. Along the......
Baker street muse ----------------------------------------- Windy bus-stop. click. shop-window. heel. Shady gentleman. fly-button. feel. In the underpass, the blind man stands. With cold flute hands. Symphony......
Have you ever stood in the april wood And called the new year in? While the phantoms of three thousand years fly As the dead......
Marty loved the sound of the stolen mandolin. Somebody took it on a dare in the night-time. Run up to the radio, calling out to......
Tomorrow is the one day i would change for a monday With freezing rains melting and no trains running And sad eyes passing in windows......
I think she was a middle-distance runner... (the translation wasn't clear). Could be a budding stately hero. International competition in a year. She was a......
Along the coast road, by the headland The early lights of winter glow. I'll pour a cup to you my darling. Raise it up ---......