Letra de Well of Misery de Nick CaveLetras de Canciones

Letra 'Well of Misery'

Along crags and sunless cracks I go
Up rib of rock, donw spine of stone
I dare not slumber where the right winds whistle
Lest her creeping-soul clutch this heart of thistle
O the same God that abandon d her
Has in turn abandon d me
And softenin the turf with with my tears
I dug a Well of Misery
And, in that Well of Misery
Hangs a bucket fulla Sorrow
Which swings slow an achin like a bell
Its toll is dead and hollow
Down that well lies the long-lost dress
of my lil floatin girl
That muffles a tear that you let fall
All down that Well of Misery
Put ya shoulder to the handle, if ya dare
and hoist that bucket, hither
Crank n hoist n hoist n crank
Till ya muscles waste n wither
O the same God that abandon d her
Has in turn abandon d me
Deep in the Desert of Despair
I wait at the Well of Misery