crack 'Twas like a stick across my back When my back began to smart 'Twas like a penknife in my heart When my heart began to bleed 'Twas death, and death, and
She swims the secret sea of sleeps cocoon Its soothing hands caress her dreams, she breathes She tries to hold him in her arms But sleep walks away She
The sails are torn We know only darkness and fear Lost eyes are searching... Searching still Oh, this endless dawn
Transparent babies we walk like men Across the marshes and back again We seek a different view A world that's fresh and new We wait together at twilights
And wind across the gorse slopes call Through years, where the darkness roars Until with wirl-pool panic heart she looks Out of the looking-glass And
goes Nodding thistle, english sun dew Swansneck woman, child-bed meadow Aching shoulders sink and grow As the bells from ditches toll And the smeared
flys That swarm leech and crawl in Clamour Lane She walked towards the door Pushed it open and stood behind Vincent Crane He leaned back and locked his
his sleeping town Across land both high and low They took him through the velvet streets Where men walked on their toes And down the slopes Where bottled hell And
lost in the maze These winds are cold and its walls will press his face True or false, impulse of man Hits his girl, she swirls across the floor And
The cold of yesterday has warmed, and now I wait Above swans fly through winter, I kiss upon her face But still I feel these climbing plants That slide and
hands into my chest The sandstone man Nobody knows who I am But you know I am close to you I watched a tree grow tall and fall I saw you riding down
Μετάφραση: Και επίσης η Δέντρα. Shorty.
Μετάφραση: Και επίσης η Δέντρα. Rock Το Κόμμα.
Μετάφραση: Και επίσης η Δέντρα. Κακοτυχίες (W: SH Jones, J Jones).
Μετάφραση: Και επίσης η Δέντρα. Wallpaper Πεθαίνοντας (W: SH Jones, Ν Havas).
Μετάφραση: Και επίσης η Δέντρα. Scythe \u0026amp; Spade (W: SH Jones, J Hobman).
I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom, for me and you And I think to myself What a wonderful world I see skies of blue, and clouds of
family tree of old school hip-hop Kick off your shoes and relax your socks Your rhymes are spread just like a pox 'Coz the music is loud like an electric
