Текст песни DESPERADOS - Gone With The Wind
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Текст песни DESPERADOS - Gone With The Wind
Praying to the wretched beastsMaybe they can forgiveThe warriors of haunted soulsAnd common mavericksSorrows of their inner lifesHope burned down in flamesA king would trade his finest crown( )To get out of their wayHearts will break a thousand timesNot even just in dreamsGuns will wait a thousand nightsGone with the windGone with the windDying with their boots onThe shadows of the proudStill sounding in their earsThe mating call of goldPla-ces of immortalityMillions sacred tombsNo medicine will ever healThat never healing woundsHearts will break a thousand timesNot even just in dreamsGuns will wait a thousand nightsGone with the windGone with the windUpon a land where glory lies