слова песни T.Rex - Chariots Of Silk
The toad road licked my wheels like a sabre
Winds of the marsh lightly blew
Stonejars stacked with stars on her shoulders
Hunters of pity she slew.
Chariots of Silk she rode
Stallions of gold she owned.
A mad Mage with a maid on his eyebrows
Hunteth the realm for a God
Who could teach him the craft of decanting
The glassy entrails of a frog.
The Bard of my birth with his ballet