In Your Eyes
Some people fall in love in rooms that are so dark,
They can't see where they are going, and they lose their hearts,
But when I saw your face, it was a light so strong,
And I could see a long night coming on,
In your eyes, in your eyes,
And I saw driving down to the river,
Laughing in the rain,
Dancing out in the moonlight,
Papers in bed,
And I saw your delights as a lover,
Until the break of day,
And oh every time I look,
It's you and me together in your eyes;
Some people say that time changes everything,
With love there's no way of knowing what the world may bring,
But I don't mind at all, because it's you and me,
And all I've ever wanted, I can see,
In your eyes, in your eyes,
And we are driving down to the river,
Laughing in the rain,
Dancing out in the moonlight,
Papers in bed,
And I feel your delights as a lover,
Until the break of day,
And oh every time I look,
It's you and me together in your eyes;
In your eyes, in your eyes,
And I feel your delights as a lover,
Until the break of day,
And oh every time I look,
It's you and me forever in your eyes,
In your eyes, in your eyes,
Driving down to the river,
Your delights as a lover,
Dancing out in the moonlight...
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Возвращение
Сыро на улице пустынной, вокруг шумят деревья пьяно. Мама, лишь ты обнимешь сына, снова я к тебе иду. Пусто в душе моей кабацкой, глаза все ночи проглядели. Мама, давно устал я драться, да
Время…
Вы будете казнены... Все песочные часы, быстро! Помилую, но того кто, Пока бежит песок в часах, Объяснит мне все и научит... Думайте, думайте... Песок бежит быстро... Когда умрем - мы станем грудой праха! Пока живем - мы хрупкое
My Woman Keeps Lovin’ Her Man
My woman still loves me in spite of my way For reason I don't understand I guess some day she knows I'll come home to stay That's why my woman keeps loving her
Good Morning, Herr Horst
I've been walking down the street With a Tambourine on my feet I'm holding every beat steady and low Well if it would've been me I would have turned into the factory And chase that
Пристань
Когда я был ребенком, Я часто спрашивал старших- Что ждет тех, Кто допил Жизни чашу- В своих фантазиях чистых Думал жить лет триста!- Сны показывали мне в конце пути мою Пристань- Строгая, гордая, Пустая, но не одинокая! На краю
