Curky

Divam se z okna, jak prsi dest.
Louze jsou vetsi a vetsi a vetsi.
Uz nejsou louze, jsou drobne curky
a strouhy kalne tecou do kanalu.
Co je mi divny,
je to, ze bracha je klidny.

Pribyva vody, cim vice prsi.
Hladinu zveda silny proud deste.
Kanaly nejsou, vody je fura,
ted by sel ven jenom blazen.
Co je mi divný,
je to, ze bracha je klidny.

Prsi a prsi a prsi a prsi,
blyska se, blyska se, blyska se, blyska,
vlhko se tlaci do prvniho patra.
Ted me to trklo, dostal jsem napad:
neni mi divny,
ze bracha je klidny -
on to totiz musel vedet.

Curky,
curky,
curky,
curky.

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Windsong


This song appears on seven albums, and was first
released on the Windsong
album. It has also been released on The Rocky
Mountain Collection and Country
Classics albums. It has been rerecorded on the
Earth Songs and The Very Best
of John Denver (Single CD) albums, and rerecorded
again on the Love Again
and A Celebration of Life albums.

The wind is the whisper of our mother th


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