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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Dirge

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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Dirge




I hate myself for loving you and the weakness that it showedYou were just a painted face on a trip down to suicide roadThe stage was set, the lights went out all around the old hotelI hate myself for loving you and I'm glad the curtain fell.I hate that foolish game we played and the need that was expressedAnd the mercy that you showed to me, whoever would have guessed( )I went out on Lower Broadway and I felt that place withinThat hollow place where martyrs weep and angels play with sin.Heard your songs of freedom and man forever strippedActing out his folly while his back is being whippedLike a slave in orbit he's beaten 'til he's tameAll for a moment's glory and it's a dirty, rotten shame.There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of themIn this age of fiberglass I'm searching for a gemThe crystall ball upon the wall hasn't shown me nothing yetI've paid the price of solitude but at least I'm out of debt.I can't recall a useful thing you ever did for me'Cept pat me on the back one time when I was on my kneesWe stared into each other's eyes 'till one of us would breakNo use to apologize, what difference would it make ?So sing your praise of progress and of the Doom MachineThe naked truth is still taboo whenever it can be seenLady Luck who shines on me, will tell you where I'm atI hate myself for loving you but I should get over that.




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