Текст песни Nick Cave - Opium tea

Here I sleep the morning through'Til the wail of the call to prayer awakes meAnd there is nothing at all to doBut rise and follow the day wherever it takes meI stand at the window and I look at the seaAnd I am what I am and what will be will beI stand at the window and I look at the seaAnd I make me a pot of opium teaDown at the port I watch the boats come inOh, watching the boats come incan do something to youAnd the kids gather around with an outstretched handAnd I toss them a dirham or twoWell, I wonder if my children are thinking of meCause I am what I am and what will be will beI wonder if my kids are thinking of meAnd I smile and I sip my opium tea

At night the sea lashes the rust-red rampartsIn the shapes of hooded men who pass meAnd the mad moaning wind laughs and laughsand laughs and laughsAt the strange lot that fate has cast meThe cats on the rampart sing merrilyThat he is what he is and what will be will beThe cats on the rampart sing merrilyAnd I sit and I drink my opium teaI'm a prisoner here, I can never go homeThere is nothing here to win or loseThere are no choices need to be made at allNot even the choice of having to chooseI'm a prisoner yes, but I'm also freeCause am what I am and what will be will beI'm a prisoner here but I'm also freeAnd I smile and I sip my opium tea
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