Ravens Songtext
von R. S. Thomas
Ravens Songtext
Ravens
It was the time of the election
The ravens loitered above the hill in slow circles
They had all air to themselves
No eyes were lifted from the streets
No ears heard them exulting
Recalling their long history
Presidents of the battles of flesh
The sly connoisseurs of carrion
Desultory flags of darkness
Saddening the sky at Catraeth and further back
When two who should have been friends
Contended in the innocent light
For the woman in her downpour of hair
It was the time of the election
The ravens loitered above the hill in slow circles
They had all air to themselves
No eyes were lifted from the streets
No ears heard them exulting
Recalling their long history
Presidents of the battles of flesh
The sly connoisseurs of carrion
Desultory flags of darkness
Saddening the sky at Catraeth and further back
When two who should have been friends
Contended in the innocent light
For the woman in her downpour of hair
Writer(s): John William Feldmann, Thomas Bain Becker, Alicia Solombrino Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
