Cossack

when a maiden throws her scarf into the river
it will bind her cossack to her heart even if she weeps
and her tears will be diamonds and stars on his stirrups
and her tears will be diamonds and stars on his stirrups

when a maiden throws her scarf into the river
it will bind her cossack to her heart even if she weeps
it will bind her cossack to her heart even if she weeps
and her tears will be diamonds and stars on his stirrups

but who is going to be there when her body catches up with her mind
who is going to be there when her body catches up with her mind
who is going to be there when her body catches up with her mind
who is going to be there ? things start to materialise

she chose all the wrong people to learn all the right things
you know about matching damage patterns
she can choose all the right people to learn all the right things
all the right things

who is going to be there when her body catches up with her mind
who is going to be there ? things start to materialise

you see the snow goose need not bathe to make itself white,
to make itself white, to make itself
neither need you do anything but
be yourself, be yourself, be yourself

who is going to be there when her body catches up with her mind
who is going to be there

lover wrought of strong psychic muscle and tender flesh
who can see into her wild heart

when a maiden throws her scarf into the river, into the river
it will bind her cossack to her heart even if she weeps
it will bind her cossack to her heart even if she weeps
and her tears will be diamonds and stars on his stirrups
and her tears will be diamonds and stars on his stirrups
and her tears will be diamonds and stars on his stirrups