Текст песни Manic Street Preachers - Bright Eyes (live Version)
Manic Street Preachers - Bright Eyes (live Version) слова песни
(Mike Batt)Is it a kind of dreamFloating down on the riverFollowing the river of death down streamOh is it a dream?There`s a fog on the horizonA strange glow in the skyAnd nobody knows where you can goOr what does it meanoh, oh is it a dreamBright eyesBurning like fireBright eyesHow can you close and failHow can the eyes that burned so brightlySuddenly turn so pale?Bright eyesIs it a kind of shadowReaching over the hillWandering over the hills unseenOr is it a dreamThere`s a high wind in the treesA cold sound in the airAnd nobody knows where you can goAnd where do you startOh oh, into the darkBright eyesBurning like fireBright eyesHow can you close and failHow can the eyes that burned so brightlySuddenly grow so paleBright eyes(c) 1978 April Music Ltd./Watership Productions