Текст песни The Pearlfishers - The Bluebells

the bluebells are snowing on the forest / while you shuck and jive / and the city’s fingers close around you / they’re ringing out across the meadow / over hills and through the glades / into streets and towns / the bluebells / you worry, all year long you worry / and trouble is always close at hand / but soon there comes a point / when nothing can conquer the bluebells / I love you / there’s no one above
you / and if this world can stay alive long enough / we’ll see the bluebells