Rufus Wainwright - Beautiful Child текст песни

When I am older than these small goddamned hills

And there's no reason for my mind to be still

Oh, how I'll feel like a beautiful child, such a beautiful child again

Such a beautiful child, such a beautiful child again

When I have finally found my room filled with toys

Be banging on my crib excited by noise

Oh, how I'll feel (x3)

Like a beautiful child, such a beautiful child again

Such a beautiful child,such a beautiful child again

And when there's nothing to gain

Or bring me pain or pin the blame

On you or myself

And when they finally fall

These wailing walls and burdened crosses

God's twilights and all

Oh, how I'll feel (x3)

Like a beautiful child

Such a beautiful child again

Such a beautiful child, such a beautiful child again (x2)

When I am older than these small goddamned hills