文本歌词

Fate - Howard Keel
I sat down feeling desolated
Bowed my head and crossed my knees
Is fortune really predicated upon
Such tiny turns as these
Then Fate's a thing without a head
A puzzle never understood
And man proceeds where he is led
Unguaranteed of bad or good
Fate
Fate can be a trap in your path
The bitter cup of your tears
Your wine of wrath
Fate can be shade in the desert blaze
Sudden food in a famine found
The sound of praise
Incomprehensible and strange
Fate can play a trick with the twine
To weave the evil and good
In one design
And so my destiny
I look at you and cannot see
Is it good is it ill
Am I blessed am I cursed
Is it honey on my tongue or brine
What fate what fate is mine
Fate can play a trick with the twine
To weave the evil and good
In one design