фоннадские восторги, почему-то когда хочеццо сказать что-то оч. искренне, получается невозможно высокопарно вот вроде бы песня о том, что всё уже кончено, или кончается, сыплется песком сквозь пальцы, да и из самого певца этот песок сыплется только так, но... Но она такая летняя, а в голосе слышится такая хитрая и завлекательная ухмылка, и влечение смешивается с летней ленцой и солнечным светом и теплом. Вот есть же такие люди, red-blooded till the very end
Every day we meet on any old street And you're in your girlish prime The short and the tall are coming to the ball I go there all the time Behind every tree, there's something to see The river is wider than a mile I tried you twice, you can't be nice I'm gonna have to put you down for a while
Here come the nurse with money in her purse Here come the ladies and men You push it all in and you've no chance to win You play 'em on down to the end I'm laying in the sand getting a sunshine tan Moving along riding in style From my toes to my head, you knock me dead I'm gonna have to put you down for a while
I count the years and I shed no tears I'm blinded to what might have been Nature's voice makes my heart rejoice Play me the wild song of the wind I found hopeless love in the room above When the sun and the weather were mild You're as fine as wine, I ain't handing you no line But I'm gonna have to put you down for a while
All the merry little elves can go hang themselves My faith is as cold as can be I'm stacked high to the roof and I'm not without proof If you don't believe me, come see You think I'm blue, I think so too In my words, you'll find no guile The game's gotten old, the deck's gone cold And I'm gonna have to put you down for a while
The game's gotten old, the deck's gone cold I'm gonna have to put you down for a while
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12.12.2012 в 11:03-
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12.12.2012 в 11:27не за што