Sha Was Tall, She Was High
And as she weaves her way, through city streets,
The dawn arrives.
In concrete glades of metal grass,
Steel cords are woven tight.
But she is free, f ...r...double e,
She was tall, she was high,
Lord she almost touched the sky,
Today, I said today,
She was tall, she was high,
Lord she almost made me cry,
Today, she spends her time.
Beside grey lakes of lead shes harnessed to
A kneeling form,
Before the storm subsides, shes flown
And leaves the body torn.
But she is free, f ...r...double e,
She was tall, she was high
Ela Era Alta, Ela Era Livre
E enquanto ela se move, pelas ruas da cidade,
A aurora chega.
Em clareiras de concreto com grama de metal,
Cordas de aço estão entrelaçadas.
Mas ela é livre, f ...r...e,
Ela era alta, ela era livre,
Senhor, ela quase tocou o céu,
Hoje, eu disse hoje,
Ela era alta, ela era livre,
Senhor, ela quase me fez chorar,
Hoje, ela passa seu tempo.
Ao lado de lagos cinzentos de chumbo, ela está presa a
Uma forma de joelhos,
Antes que a tempestade acabe, ela voou
E deixa o corpo despedaçado.
Mas ela é livre, f ...r...e,
Ela era alta, ela era livre.
Composição: Phil May / Wally Allen Waller