Текст песни Motorhead - Out Of The Sun
Motorhead - Out Of The Sun слова песни
The wind is cold where I live,The blizzard is my home,Snow and ice and loaded dice, the Wizard lives alone,The wind is cold where I live, whie and cold, and clean,White and cold and bought and sold and heartbreak in between,And so we shall see what is done and done and done.Trees are stone where I live, leaves of razor steel,High and low and ice and snow, broken on the wheel,Trees are stone where I live, flowers made of glass,Cold and white and wrong and right and voices from the past.And all our yesterdays are now undone.Out of the sunFrozen and insane, I alone remain,Held in the vice of my disdain,There is now way that anyone will ever,Make me warm again.Life is death where I live, frozen grin my smile,Sun is moon and out of tune, broken strings and bile,Death is life where I live, hearts turned into stone,Frozen breath, and froze death and prisons made of bone.And so we shall see what become`s become,Out of the sun.