Thomas Alan Waits je americký písničkář, šansoniér, autor písní a herec. O jeho hlase jeden americký kritik napsal: „ Jako kdyby byl naložený v sudu s bourbonem, potom pár měsíců visel v udírně a nakonec přes něj přejelo auto. “ Gery Graff. Na...
Píseň: Kiss Me
The fire's dying out All the embers have been spent Outside on the street Lovers hide in the shadows You look at me I look at you There's only one thing I want you to do Kiss me I want you to kiss me Like a stranger once again Kiss me like a stranger once again I want to believe that our love's a mystery I want to believe that our love's a sin I want you to kiss me like a stranger once again You wear the same kind of perfume You wore when we met I suppose there's something comforting in knowing what to expect But when you brushed up against me Before I knew your name Everything was thrilling Because nothing was the same Now I want you to kiss me I want you to kiss me Like a stranger once again Kiss me like a stranger once again I want to believe our loves a mystery I want to believe our loves a sin Oh will you kiss me like a stranger once again I want you to kiss me like a stranger Kiss me like a stranger once again
