Falling. Don't Feel The Hunger, Can't Drink No Holy Water, No Light In These Eyes, No Place For Dreams At All Tonight. When The Hand That Rocks The Cradle
There deep, deep in the forest night Children dance the waltz They laugh whispering hand in hand, Just like children like to do Their eyes, what are
a red setting sun and a bloodletting moon Applauded, then accorded them Portents of doom Almost too soon... They pissed upon the winds That rocked the cradles
Black candles dance to an overture But I am drawn past their flickering lure To the breathing forest that surrounds the room Where the vigilant trees
Lead to the river Midsummer, I waved A "V" of black swans On with hope to the grave And though Red September With skies fire-paved I begged you appear
Howitzer glare and spitfire blade Wooed by Dresden serenades Her soundtrack now a bombing raid Bored of vaudeville God was six days sober On the night
As pride precedes a downfall So he took his place before the firewall Of dissonant choirs whose faith in one Was embraced in this wraith whose fate was
Pour the emerald wine Into crystal glasses We will touch the divine Through kisses catharsis Let us pitch to the seven-year itch Of the ultra-decadent
Солнечный свет,ясное небо Его больше нет,я убил это лето Влюблённые пары,ночь до рассвета Её больше нет,я убил это лето Друзья,алкоголь,смех у подъезда
Кто-то забывает боль Кто-то просит алкоголь Кто-то надевает маску С видом,что ему прекрасно Ну а я вновь не в порядке Потерял,играя в прятки Потерял свою
Акварель и гуашь На листке ярко-красном. Нарисованная кровь Это всё так ужасно. Исковерканные лица - Кто в петле, кто под дулом Интересно, что художник
Вспомни обо мне Когда услышишь мой голос В песнях,которые пою для тебя Вспомни и узнай Как всё переборолось Когда чувству любовь,я сказал прощай Вспоминай
Led to the river Midsummer I wave A 'V' of black swans On with hope to the grave And through red September When skies fire-paved I begged you appear
, oh, I'll always remember That was the first day we met (Always remember, it's a kiss that I'll never forget) I don't remember too much about my cradle
(Lyrics translated by R. Devon) Sleep then my princess, oh sleep Slowly the grey shadows creep Forest and meadow are still Peace falls on valley and
baby cradle With such tender care and love Mother dearest, darlin' mother It would ease this awful pain If she'd sing until I'm sleepin' Rock my cradle
O my deir hert, young Jesus sweit, Prepare thy creddil in my spreit, And I sall rock thee in my hert And never mair from thee depart. But I sall praise
Sang the crow on the cradle The crow on the cradle The black and the white Somebody's baby is born for a fight The crow on the cradle The white and
