Текст песни Mark Knopfler - Lions
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Red sun go down way over dirty townStarlings are sweeping around crazy shoalsA girl is there high heeling across the squareWind blows around in her hair and the flags upon the polesWaiting in the crowd to cross at the lightShe looks around to find a face she can likeChurch bell clinging on trying to get a crowd for evensongNobody cares to depend upon the chime it playsTheyre all in the station praying for trainsCongregation late againIts getting darker all the time these flagpole daysDrunk old soldier he gives her a frightHes a crazy lion howling for a fightStrap hanging gunshot soundDoors slamming on the overgroundStarlings are tough but the lions are made of stoneHer evening paper is horror tornBut theres hope later for capricornsHer lucky stars give her just enough to get her homeThen shes reading about a swing to the rightBut shes thinking about a stranger in the nightIm thinking about the lions tonightWhat happened to the lions