[Verse 1]
You left me standing by the well
Where our mothers used to draw water
The bucket's rope has frayed and snapped
Like promises we never kept
The village sleeps but I'm still here
Counting stones beneath my feet
[Chorus]
Will you remember my name
When the birch trees turn to gold?
Will you remember my face
When winter makes you old?
I carved our names in bark that bleeds
But seasons come and seasons go
[Verse 2]
Your father said you'd work the fields
Mine said I'd marry someone else
But we met where the river bends
And planned our lives with muddy hands
Now autumn strips the branches bare
And you're three villages away
[Chorus]
Will you remember my name
When the birch trees turn to gold?
Will you remember my face
When winter makes you old?
I carved our names in bark that bleeds
But seasons come and seasons go
[Bridge]
I keep your letter in my sleeve
The ink has faded but I believe
Every word you wrote that night
Before you left with morning light
The church bells ring for other brides
While I wait here alone
[Verse 3]
The well still holds our whispered plans
The birch still bears our careless marks
But I'm learning how to live
With empty arms and hopeful heart
Spring will come and make things new
But I'll still be waiting here for you
[Chorus]
Will you remember my name
When the birch trees turn to gold?
Will you remember my face
When winter makes you old?
I carved our names in bark that bleeds
But seasons come and seasons go
But seasons come and seasons go
Излечение больных манией величия
Бесполезное занятье, скажем для приличия
Но однако ж проучить идиота стоит.
Он в своих глазах велик, но совсем не стоик.