You go and go your own way,
My dear fellow.
But life's a short thing anyway
Without a halo.
You look as if the little stem
In that dry ground.
And only god knows how you scram
To win around.
The flower's bending in the wind
With its last songs.
You never ever could rescind
The nature's laws.
A loud noise will die away,
My dear buddy.
'Cause life's a short thing anyway
Without a party.
No trace remains from your huge fame,
No friends, no past.
And only god will save your name
From doom, from dust.
The flower's bending in the wind
With its last songs.
You never ever could rescind
The nature's laws.
Tribute to George Harrison
© Copyright: Юрий Розвадовский, 2008
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