: Come vedi sono qua: monta su, non ci avranno finche questo cuore non crepera di ruggine, di botte o di eta. C'e una notte tiepida e un vecchio blues
: You're so close to tellin' me you're leaving Packin' up your things and leavin' town If you can walk away the rest is easy Once you cut the strings
: From the wrinkles on my forehead To the mud upon my shoe Everything's a memory With strings that tie to you In my dream I'm often running To the place
[K-1] Каждую ночь ты остаёшься одна. Ты видишь свет из окна, да это светит луна. Холодными каплями замерзают слёзы на твоей подушке, Ты мечтала о любви