Текст песни Flogging Molly - The Kilburn High Road
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Manys the day I took for grantedBreathing the air that sinlenced someAs the north wind blewWith its head of thunderBeating its breast with a war drenched songBathe awhile, awash in slumberCry whats left to sleepWhere you dream of the love you left foreverBut pity no more nor grieveFor were the kings of it allFor the day we were bornNow were the kings of the kilburn highSure well always take a drop and well never leave a supYour empty glass is but a tear filled eyeWe were the kings of the kilburn highListen to the sound of dead men dyingMarch as they flee but exiled boundTheir ship once sailed no longer anchorsFor gone is the greenAnd their hallowed goundToast to tears of times past gloriesThis ageless clock chime stallsWhere to kiss the lips of that love forgottenTo fly where no others have soaredFor were the kings of it allFor the day we were bornNow were the kings of the kilburn highSure well always take a drop and well never leave a supYour empty glass is but a tear filled eyeWe were the kings of the kilburn highToast to tears of times past gloriesThis ageless clock chime stallsWhere to kiss the lips of that love forgottenTo fly where no others have soaredFor were the kings of it allFor the day we were bornNow were the kings of the kilburn highSure well always take a drop and well never leave a supYour empty glass is but a tear filled eyeWe were the kings of the kilburn high