Текст песни Laibach - Two Of Us
Laibach - Two Of Us слова песни
Originally performed by The BeatlesTwo of us riding nowhere,Spending someone`s hard earned day.You and me Sunday driving,Not arriving on our way home.Here on our way home,Here on our way home,We`re going home.Two of us sending postcards,Writing letters on my wall.You and me burning matehes,Litting latches on our way back home.Here on our way home,Here on our way home,We`re going home.You and I have memoriesLonger than the road,That stretchers out a head.Two of us wearing raincoats,Standing solo in the sun.You and me closing paper,Getting nowhere on our way back home.Here on our way home,Here on our way home.We`re going home.