music I make and I love And I thank God I ain't, yeah, I thank God I ain't And I thank God I ain't what I almost was
this music I make and I love And I thank God I ain't, yea I thank God I ain't, Yea I thank God I ain't, what I almost was
music I make and I love And I thank God I ain't, yea I thank God I ain't, Yea I thank God I ain't, what I almost was
Перевод: Эрик Церкви. То, что я почти был.
Now, I'm gonna be food for worms And just like Charles Mingus wrote That beautiful piece-a music, 'Epitaph for Eric Dolphy' I say, so long Eric, so
Only fools would race down Grist Mill Road Let alone in angry weather That what I tell everyone I know Now that I know better That's a lesson I wish I