river's run dry What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine Once you were my inspiration, but, that river's run dry What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine
was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine Your love was my salvation, it could always get me high You take the back holy water, now all that's left is bitter wine
Tastes like bitter wine Your love was my salvation, it could always get me high You take the bag of holy water (**not sure here) Now all that's left is bitter wine
Перевод: Джон Бон Джови. Горькое вино.
like bitter wine Your love was my salvation, it could always get me high You take the bag of holy water (**not sure here) Now all that's left is bitter wine
