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Another Way - Feathers Another Way - Feathers |
*** Autor textu: Petr Koubek *** Autor hudby: Martin Lambert/Another Way | Feathers spreaded ´round my eyes
little bit drunk, but still my
Angel.
Protecting me, hiding me,
when I let you knock me down
again
Ref.: Long brown hair, fine cold
hands
not beholding to this land, for sure.
Sweet gray eyes, snow black
wings.
I am your favorite whore, she
gripes,
when I understand your eyes and
fall again
Feathers blowing in the wind,
near the river, swearing like old
navy.
Bawling for me, teaching me,
Angel never let me deplore myself.
Ref.: Long brown hair, fine cold
hands
not beholding to this land, for sure.
Sweet gray eyes, snow black
wings.
What the hell do you think? she
gripes,
when I understand your eyes and
fall again
Feathers sleeping on the rack,
in my bed, we both are drunk
like heaven.
Teasing me, dispelling me,
before midnight never let me fall
asleep
Ref.: Long brown hair, fine cold
hands
not beholding to this land, for sure.
Sweet gray eyes, snow black tears.
Nothing much to say, never cries,
when I understand her eyes and
try to wear wings |
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