Lời bài hát: Mountain Goats, The. Papagallo.

you were standing near the water, when the wind ripped through.

heard your throat open up like a champagne bottle

i heard the one perfect song pouring out of you,

there was a darkening sky reflected on the river.

there was no way of determining where we were



low hills, colors gone crazy,

you standing like a ghost with the water behind you.

it's hard to grab ahold of some things sometimes,

like you need me to remind you.



you were standing near the water.

and i was looking at the water.

then you went down in the water,

and the river began to boil.

there was a minute when i thought i knew what you were about,

and then you opened up your eyes and the lord came out



low hills, colors gone crazy,

you rising from the water like a bird,

you had a pure song possessing you from shoulder to hip

and i recognized every single word.