Серия сообщений "Стихи":Выбрана рубрика Стихи.
Часть 1 - Сто лет.
Часть 2 - Без заголовка
Часть 3 - Тучи алого заката
Часть 4 - Tom Waits - blue valentine
Часть 5 - Секрет
Часть 6 - Отчаянье
Часть 7 - Во время дождя
Часть 8 - Casida of the rose - F.G. Lorca
Часть 9 - То, что будет…
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Аудио-запись: Tom Waits - blue valentine |
She sends me blue valentines all the way from Philadelphia to mark the anniversary of someone that I used to be And it feels like a warrant is out for my arrest baby you got me checkin in my rearview mirror thats why I'm always on the run it's why I changed my name and I didn't think you'd ever find me here to send me blue valentines like half forgotten dreams like a pebble in my shoe as I walk these streets and the ghost of your memory baby its the thistle in the kiss its the burglar that can break a rose's neck its the tatooed broken promise I gotta hide beneath my sleeve I'm gonna see you every time I turn my back oh you send me blue valentines though I try to remain at large they're insisting that our love must have a eulogy why do I save all this madness here in the nightstand drawer there to haunt upon my shoulders baby I know I'd be luckier to walk around everywhere I go with this blind and broken heart that sleeps beneath my lapel instead these blue valentines to remind me of my cardinal sin i can never wash the guilt or get these bloodstains off my hands and it takes a whole lot of whiskey to make these nightmares go away and I cut my bleedin heart out every night and I'm gonna die just a little more on each St. Valentine's day don't you remember I promised I would write you these blue valentines blue valentines blue valentines |
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