Текст песни Prince's street

I spent Monday on Strawberry Hill
Till I fell and I landed on your window-sill
I hung there by a golden fine web
I had woven from a hair of your head

I spent Tuesday just walking through town
Till I saw a gold angel come tumbling down
And waltzing with seagulls up in an elm tree
Where the wind runs her fingers above the dark Lee

And O will you meet me on Saturday night
We'll dance in the shadows between the streetlights
Between these two rivers I know where we'll meet
On Prince's Street

I spent Wednesday doing nothing at all
Till late in the evening the wind came to call
And stood at my window and danced a handstand
The sun on her shoulder and birds in her hands

The next morning I woke from a dream
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I watched Thursday morning put on it's new coat
Of cloud at the elbow, blue sky at the throat

And O will you meet me on Saturday night
We'll dance in the shadows between the streetlights
Between these two rivers I know where we'll meet
On Prince's Street

I spent Friday just counting the time
Till up in a tower I heard some bells chime
I saw a great goldfish take wing like a swan
And told me that Saturday wouldn't be long

And O will you meet me on Saturday night
We'll dance in the shadows between the streetlights
Between these two rivers I know where we'll meet
On Prince's Street
And O will you meet me on Saturday night
We'll dance with your ankles all bathed in moonlight
Between these two rivers I know where we'll meet
On Prince's Street