Текст: Joan Baez. Fifteen Months.

The cats are sleeping here in the autumn sun
Your dog has flushed a deer and he's on the run
And the coffee cup is cold
And the morning's feeling very old

Fifteen months of time my man's been gone
The second winter now is coming on
And our fates could all be worse
But sometimes I still must curse my own

And hello
I wish you well
Where you sleep
All in your cell

As for friends I can't complain, they've been good to me
The fire's burning bright, they've left wood for me
And the roof has been repaired
And I thank them for the love they've shared

You see, there's really nothing wrong, I've just got the blues
Because if you give a damn you're going to pay some dues
But if you see the game we're in
Like I do, you know in time we'll win

And hello
I wish you well
Where you sleep
All in your cell

So time give me a break of a week or more
My head is reeling and my back is sore
And the baby cries for me
And I think I'll walk by the sea alone