помните эту песню? единственная вещь у Бон Джови, которую я ценю...
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Воскресенье, 09 Октября 2005 г. 19:09
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слишком близка она мне.. и слишком берет за душу на предрассветных дорогах...
It’s all the same,
Only the names will change...
Everyday
It seems we’re wasting away.
Another place, where the faces are so cold,
I’d drive all night just to get back home...
I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride,
I’m wanted dead or alive...
Wanted dead or alive...
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it’s not for days
And the people I meet always go their separate ways!
Sometimes you tell the day,
By the bottle that you drink,
And times when you’re all alone all you do is think.
I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back!!!
I play for keeps, ’cause I might not make it back.
I been everywhere, still I’m standing tall
I’ve seen a million faces an I’ve rocked them all!!!
I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I’m wanted dead or alive...
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Vayne обратиться по имени
Понедельник, 10 Октября 2005 г. 01:04 (ссылка)
I feel so lonely, haven't slept a wink.
I walk the floor, and watch the door.
And in between I drink black coffee.
Love's a hand-me-down brew.
I never know why sunday in this weekday brew?
I'm talking to the shadows, one o'clock till four,
And Lord how slow the moments go.
All I do is pour black coffee.
Since the blues caught my eye,
I'm hanging out on monday,
But sunday dreams too dry
They say a man is born to go alone
And a woman is born to weep and fret
To stay at home and drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes.
And moody all the morning, moody all night.
And in between I drink black coffee.
Black coffee.
и вот этот шедевр Трики... кто помнит..
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Vayne обратиться по имени
Понедельник, 10 Октября 2005 г. 01:04 (ссылка)
