Maggie Furtak - Picnic tune - текст песни (слова)

One side is windy, one side is warm, 
 but under the tree at the top of the hill is the best place to wait out the storm, 
 trees sway, come what may, be your way windy or warm, 
 under the tree at the top of the hill, we'll out-wait the storm.  
 
 The east slope's the steep slope, the way wends up the west, 
 but under the tree at the top of the hill is the best place to sit down and rest,
 wend your way, come what may, sit down, sit down and rest, 
 under the tree at the top of the hill we will sit down and rest.  
 
 The stars look down upon the town, the moon rides high behind us, 
 but still we sit beneath the tree, until friends come to find us,  
 the stars look down upon the town, the moon rises bright, 
 roam home again, trip, slip forfend, led back by window light.