Текст песни Cousteau - Salome
Cousteau - Salome слова песни
So this is not the placeAnd these are not the timesI hear my bell a-tollin`Now the stars begin to shineSalome, Salome I...Salome the love we madeBetween usHas become the hunted kindAnd I recall I surrenderedI saw you dancing barefootIn the garbage and the leavesAnd we were small, worn and tenderSalome the games we playedWoke the dogsWho prey on mePrey on me`Cause Salome, Salome maybeSalome maybe between you and meWe`d have made some historySalome, Salome I...Salome if it`s all the sameWhatever did become of me, of me...And I`ll be there, I`ll wait for youI`m hearing in the distanceThere`s a bird that calls my name`Cause Salome, I adored youSalome the very flameThat licked usHas become fair gameFair game...