Maker Of Birds Songtext

von Stevie Nicks

A bird that is not mine
Three birds that belong to her
One emerald green, one snow white
One golden flashing like a sunbeam through the night
One golden flashing like a sunbeam through the night

When at first he saw her
It seemed she had no name
She sat alone and it seem to him
That the light and her face were the same
Her hair shone, streams of blonde and gold
He thought "maybe...
...I'm going insane"

Her gown was no more
Than the water could cover
This time would not come again
And the white mare bent
And the Lady asked
Take my wisdom with you, I shall ride
If you kill the dark lord of death
Someday I shall be your wife
Someday I shall be your wife

And the birds are still singing
And the song is now sweeping
Like a silver shimmering flood
For you, Rhiannon, I would fight
I would fight the world
For you, Rhiannon, I would fight
I would fight the world
For you are in my blood
For you...for you....Rhiannon...my love