3angle - Небо Наизусть Летали, падали, опять взлетали Летая высоко мы небо постигали Вы не знали, наверху наш путь Мы изучили это небо наизусть Сегодня
номер твой наизусть. Об этом никому, никогда, никогда, Если бы мир был твоим, ты бы дал, И я уверен на небе или внизу Ты будешь помнить старик его наизусть
мир пополам, но без тебя, Когда ты поджигаешь ночи – не уснуть, Знаешь, кто-то читает тебя наизусть. Наизусть перечисляй шаги за дверью, Наизусть
Tu fumes les brunes pour faire un peu mec De ce cote-la c'est l'echec Tu dis "main sur le coeur", t'as l'coeur sur la main Et la tete ailleurs mais c'
Everybody wants to find a love Somebody, somebody who will always care We get locked up in our own worlds With feelings and secrets we're afraid to share
Midnights in winter, the glowing fire Lights up your face in orange and gold I see your sweet smile, shine through the darkness It's line is etched in
He went to Paris, looking for answers To questions that bothered him so He was impressive, young and aggressive Saving world on his own But the warm
Nibblin' on sponge cake Watchin' the sun bake All of those tourists covered with oil Strummin' my six-string On my front porch swing Smell those
She came down from Cincinnati It took her three days on the train Lookin' for some peace and quiet Hoped to see the sun again But now she lives down
Grapefruit, a bathin' suit, chew a little juicy fruit Wash away the night Drive in, you guzzle gin, commit a little mortal sin It's good for the soul
Tried to amend my carnivorous habits Made it nearly seventy days Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds Drinkin' lots of carrot juice
Headin' out to San Francisco For the Labor Day weekend show I've got my Hush-Puppies on I guess I never was meant for glitter rock and roll And honey
I took off for a weekend last month Just to try and recall the whole year All of the faces and all of the places Wonderin' where they all disappeared
Boat drinks Boys in the band ordered boat drinks Visitors scored on the home rink Everything seems to be wrong Lately, newspaper mentioned cheap air
Now they make new movies in old black and white With happy endings, where nobody fights So if you find yourself in that nostalgic rage Honey, jump right
As the son of a son of a sailor I went out on the sea for adventure Expanding the view of the captain and crew Like a man just released from indenture
I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin' here Your voice sounds so wonderful But your face don't look too clear So barmaid, bring a pitcher another
