Bridges And Balloons کے بول

We sailed away on a winter's day With fate as malleable as clay But ships are fallible, I say And the nautical, as all things, fades And I do recall our caravel A little wicker beetle shell With four fine maste and lateen sails It's bearings on Cair Paravel Oh, my love Oh, it was a funny little thing To be the ones to see The sight of bridges and balloons Makes calm canaries irritable And they caw and claw all afternoon Catenaries and derigibles Brace and buoy the living room A loom of metals warp woof wimble And a thimble's worth of milky moon Can touch hearts larger than a thimble Oh, my love Oh, it was a funny little thing To be the ones to see Oh, my love Oh, it was a funny little thing It was a funny, funny little thing