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                   Re: Тоя Nick Cave [re: Бeзcъннa] | 
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lnsight (Shurrarist) | 
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| Публикувано | 12.07.01 02:09 | 
 
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				 можеш да си четеш на воля ама на мене любимия ми е:
 
 
 Idiot Prayer
 
                                                 They're taking me down, my friend
                                                And as they uskher me off to my end
                                                       Will I bid you adieu?
                                                   Or will I be seeing you soon?
                                                If what they say around here is true
                                                      Then we'll meet again
                                                          Me and you
 
                                                   My time is at hand, my dove
                                             They're gunna pass me to that house above
                                                  Is Heaven just for victims, dear?
                                                   Where only those in pain go?
                                                    Well it takes two to tango
                                                    We will meet again, my love
                                                            I know
 
                                            If you're in Heaven then you'll forgive me, dear
                                               Because that's what they do up there
                                                If you're in Hell, then what can I say
                                                 You probably deserved in anyway
                                                 I guess I'm gunna find out any day
                                                       For we'll meet again
                                                    And there'll be Hell to pay
 
                                            Your face comes to me from the depths, dear
                                                Your silent mouth mouths, 'Yes", dear
                                                    Dark red and big with blood
                                               They're gunna shut me down, my love
                                               They're gunna launch me into the stars
                                                   Well, all things come to pass
                                                         Glory hallelujah
 
                                                   This prayer is for you, my love
                                                   Sent on the wings of a dove
                                                  An idiot prayer of empty words
                                                 Love, dear, is strictly for the birds
                                                  We each get what we deserve
                                                     My little snow white dove
                                                          Rest assured
  I'm down here for your soul....
        
        
  
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