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Píseň: Danny Boy
- Interpret:
- Rufus Wainwright
- Album:
- Rufus Wainwright
Your skin is cold, but the sun shines within your hold your hair is gold, but you see through a goldfish bowl i feel old, sick and tired we walk the streets, gently staring, wondering what to do the sun in sheets, pouring down those streets to eyes green and blue And a ship with eight sails could come round the bend or a herd of bulls charging stoplights red i'd be blind You broke my heart Danny Boy not your fault Danny boy I was hanged at the doorstep played like a two to a fourset had like poor job in the bible by God day comes i wake, i wake with a hard heartache i go down to your place we sit and chat, chat about New York and trips to the bayou my smile a trick, tricking me and trying not to scare you And a ship with eight sails could come round the bend or a herd of bulls charging stoplights red i'd be blind You broke my heart Danny Boy not your fault Danny boy