Already the Ripening Barberries Are Red

New York Voices & Amy London - Pop
Already the Ripening Barberries Are Red
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Duration: 5:54
Lyrics
Already the ripening barberries are red And the old asters hardly breathe in their beds Those are not rich now as summer goes Will wait and wait and never be themselves Those who cannot quietly close their eyes Certain that there is vision after vision inside Simply waiting for nighttime To rise all around them in darkness- It's all over for them, they're old folks Nothing else will come; no more days will open And everything that does happen will cheat them Even you, my God. And you are like a stone That draws them daily deeper into the depths
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Credits
- Writers
- Robert Lepley
- Rainer Maria Rilke