Neil McCaig - The Student - ноты, текст песни (слова)

He sat until the midnight hour
   Gave place to morning dawn;
 Then raised his eyes in mild surprise
   And sighed, but still sat on.
 
 His head grew large, his body small,
   Until I grieve to say
 That student's head from books he read
   Had grown enormously.
 
 But large, still larger, it became;
   Such thing could never be;
 With mighty blast his head at last
   Exploded suddenly.
 
 And out came volumes large and small -
   A wondrous sight to see! -
 And from that store of learned lore
   They raised a library.
 
 Ye students all who read this tale,
   Beware, I say, lest you,
 By burning bright the midnight light,
   May perish like that "stu".