Gm Cm Once she had drowned and started her slow descentCm Gm Down the streams to where the great rivers broadenGm Cm Oh, the open sky chant most magnificentCm Gm As if it was acting as her body's guardianCm D Wreck and duck weed slowly increased her weightCm D By clasping her in their slimy gripCm D Through her limbs, the cold blooded fishes playedCm D Creatures and plant life kept on, thus obstructing her last tripGm Cm And the sky that same evening grew dark as smokeCm Gm And its stars through the night kept the brightness still soaringGm Cm But it quickly grew clear when dawn now brokeCm Gm To see that she had one further morningCm D Once her pallid trunk had rotted beyond repairCm D It happened quite slowly that she slipped from God's thoughtsCm D First with her face, then her hands, right at the last with her hairCm D Gm Leaving those corpse-choked rivers just one more corpse
Drowning Girl Bertolt Brecht
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