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Sierra Ferrell - The Garden (From The Hunger Games_ The Ballad Of Songbirds & Snakes)
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Текст песни: In the time of the harvest, the leaves fallin' down
I held what my true love could reap from the ground
But the bounty of a garden can all rot away
Without love and protection and a hard wheel to stay
I'll never have a garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with the land
Now I'm just prayin' with two dirty hands
I'll never, no, never have a garden again
For the land, it can dry up and seasons will change
A weak love will falter and hearts rearrange
Gardens need sunshine and gardens need rain
And my tears are too salty to water the garden
But I'm dreamin' of a garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with the land
'Til then I'll be prayin' with two dirty hands
I'm dreamin', yes, dreamin' of a garden again
Now, me and my new love, the seeds for the soul
Are tendin' the soil and planting a rose
For after the winter comes springtime again
And the garden can grow like a heart that can mend
I'm livin' in the garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with the land
And I keep on prayin' with two dirty hands
I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again
I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again
I held what my true love could reap from the ground
But the bounty of a garden can all rot away
Without love and protection and a hard wheel to stay
I'll never have a garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with the land
Now I'm just prayin' with two dirty hands
I'll never, no, never have a garden again
For the land, it can dry up and seasons will change
A weak love will falter and hearts rearrange
Gardens need sunshine and gardens need rain
And my tears are too salty to water the garden
But I'm dreamin' of a garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with the land
'Til then I'll be prayin' with two dirty hands
I'm dreamin', yes, dreamin' of a garden again
Now, me and my new love, the seeds for the soul
Are tendin' the soil and planting a rose
For after the winter comes springtime again
And the garden can grow like a heart that can mend
I'm livin' in the garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with the land
And I keep on prayin' with two dirty hands
I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again
I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again
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