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Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - My City of Ruins

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Theres a blood red circleOn the cold dark groundAnd the rain is falling downThe church doors blown openI can hear the organs songBut the congregations goneMy city of ruinsMy city of ruinsNow the sweet veils of mercyDrift through the evening treesYoung men on the cornerLike scattered leavesThe boarded up windowsThe hustlers and thievesWhile my brothers down on his kneesMy city of ruinsMy city of ruinsCome on rise up!Come on rise up!Now theres tears on the pillowDarling where we sleptAnd you took my heart when you leftWithout your sweet kissMy soul is lost, my friendNow tell me how do I begin again? My citys in ruinsMy citys in ruinsNow with these handsI pray lordWith these handsFor the strength lordWith these handsFor the faith lordWith these handsI pray lordWith these handsFor the strength lordWith these handsFor the faith lordWith these handsCome on rise up!Come on rise up!Rise up

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