The sheperd and the moon
(Parole di Boris Bergman)
The grass is no green
(Parole di Boris Bergman)
Do you know the story of the shepherd
who [tried and] took the moon in his arms
Listen to the story
mainly if you can [agree]
of the man who loved a woman

You can take the [nap in your mind]
you would like to catch the moonlight
But you know the thing is not right
For all of us have some secrets to fight

Do you know the story of the shepherd
who [tried and] took the moon in his arms
listen to the story
mainly if you can [agree]
of the man who loved a woman

[...] [us apart]
you will get the moon from your heart
you [...] [till you're dry]
of the moon you were much too full

[interlude]

Nowadays
people of the mountains say:
"That the Gods put the moon
high up in the sky
so that the man might not be tempted to steal it"

Do you know the story of the shepherd
who [tried and] took the moon in his arms
listen to the story
mainly if you can [agree]
of the man who loved a woman

[...] of the mind
for today the moon is too high
shall we try to catch some sunrise
[you may be more lucky if you try]
Do you know the story of the shepherd
who [tried and] took the moon in his arms
listen to the story
mainly if you can [agree]
of the man who loved a woman

la, la la la ...
 
The land is starving
it needs watering
The birds on the trees
won't open the spring
for the rain won't fall here

and the grass is no green
the birds are singing
they need some raining
the birds on the trees
would [...]
for the rain won't falling
and the grass is no green
the grass is no green
the grass is no green
the grass is no green

[chirping and ...]
[lovers] are sleeping at the oak tree
which [love is lighter in]
[love didn't light]
where the grass is no green

[interlude]

The land is starving
it needs watering
The birds on the trees
won't open the spring
for the rain won't falling
and the grass is no green
the birds are singing
they need some raining
the birds on the trees
would [...] 
and the grass is no green
the grass is no green
the grass is no green
the grass is no green  
[chirping and ...]
[lovers] are sleeping at the oak tree
which [love is lighter in]
[love didn't light]
where the grass is no green

The birds stop singing
they need some raining
the birds on the trees
would [...]
for the rain wouldn't falling

and the grass is no green
the grass is no green
the grass is no green
the grass is no green

Ricerche ed elaborazione discografia: Franco N. Lo Schiavo franalos@tiscalinet.it