Текст песни NINA SIMONE - Desperate Ones
NINA SIMONE - Desperate Ones слова песни
Текст песни NINA SIMONE - Desperate Ones
Jacques Brel, Jouannest, Eric Blau, Mort Shuman They hold each others handsThey walk without a soundDown forgotten streetsTheir shadows kiss the groundTheir footsteps( )sing a songTat's ended before it's begunThey walk without a soundThe desperate onesJust like the tiptoe mothThat dance before the flameThey burn their hearts so muchThat death is just a nameAnd if love calls againSo foolishly they run, they run, they runThey run, they run, they run, they runThey run without a soundThe desperate onesI know the road tey're onI've walked their crooked mileA hundred times or moreI drank their cup of bileThey watch their dreams go downBe hind the settin sunYeh, yeh, yeh, they walk without a soundThe desperate onesLe he who threw the stone at themStand up and take a bowHe knows the verb ";to love";Beu he'll never, never, never know howOn the bridge of nevermoreThey disappear one by oneDisappear without a soundThe desperate ones