Aphrodite's Child The Grass Is No Green
The land is starving
It needs watering
The birds on the trees
Won't open the spring
For the rain won't fall here
And the grass is no green
The birds are singing
They need some raining
The birds on the trees
Will not live till spring
For the rain won't falling
And the grass is no green
The grass is no green
The grass is no green
The grass is no green
Deep in a clearing lovers are sleeping under an oak tree
Wind blows lightly while they are lying where the grass is no green
. . . . . .
The land is starving
It needs watering
The birds on the trees
Won't open the spring
For the rain won't falling
And the grass is no green
The birds stop singing
They need some raining
The birds on the trees
Will not live till spring
For the rain won't falling
And the grass is no green
The grass is no green
The grass is no green
The grass is no green
Deep in a clearing lovers are sleeping under an oak tree
Wind blows lightly while they are lying where the grass is no green
The birds stop singing
They need some raining
The birds on the trees
Will not live till spring
For the rain wouldn't falling
And the grass is no green
The grass is no green
The grass is no green
The grass is no green
