Дecять кaпeль дoждя у тeбя нa плeчe Tы зaбылa cвoй зoнт, ты cпeшилa кo мнe Дecять кaпeль дoждя нa плeчe у тeбя Дecять кaпeль любви дecять кaпeль oгня
Слышишь, дышишь, Там обо мне кто-нибудь еще говорит? Видишь, дышишь, Я так и не смог тебя забыть. Море, небо Это все, что я оставил тебе. Где я не был
е-ей. Припев: Только не нужно море чужое, Все пусто, где ты? Все пусто, где ты? И нас разделяют, опять разделяют, Сто капель воды, сто капель воды. (
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Sitting on a hard chair Try to sit straight Sitting on a hard chair This moment won't wait Listening to the speakers They're talking about you Look at
It's when billy's whores are re to seeorkin' They're workin' with the skeleton crew It's when the sky over jersey That sky starts to drain from view It
she stalks at night with hunger she takes you down and leaves you cold lady in black the fallen angel nocturnal beauty with looks that kill dripping
Passion pour moi Poison pour toi Passion pour moi Poison pour toi 'Cause there's blood in the chapel Nails from the wall Demons are having a ball Blood
You saw me crying in the chapel Tears I shed were tears of joy I know the meaning of contentment I am happy with the Lord Just a plain and simple chapel
How I'd love to hear the organ In the chapel, in the moonlight While we're strolling down the aisle Where roses entwine How I'd love to hear you whisper
How I'd love to hear the organ In the chapel in the moonlight While we're strolling down the aisle Where roses entwine How I'd love to hear you whisper
How I'd love to hear the organ in the chapel in the moonlight While we're strolling down the aisle where roses entwine How I'd love to hear you whisper
Light a candle in the chapel At the closing of each day Keep it burning while you're yearning For the one who went away Say a prayer and ask the angel
Gonna pick up my bag Gonna run straight home When the police come knocking (tell 'em) That I never left the front door This fabric has faded There'll
Oh, she was high up there in the air Caught still by a soldier's stare Whenever it was men amongst men Down upon the land And she followed those Mothers
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Black dots dripping on your maths Black ink I think Hunched up pouring over graphs Don't blink Just think of all things and their link... Why must we
