Текст песни Rufus Wainwright - Beautiful Child
Rufus Wainwright - Beautiful Child слова песни
When I am older than these small goddamned hillsAnd there`s no reason for my mind to be stillOh, how I`ll feel like a beautiful child, such a beautiful child againSuch a beautiful child, such a beautiful child againWhen I have finally found my room filled with toysBe banging on my crib excited by noiseOh, how I`ll feel (x3)Like a beautiful child, such a beautiful child againSuch a beautiful child,such a beautiful child againAnd when there`s nothing to gainOr bring me pain or pin the blameOn you or myselfAnd when they finally fallThese wailing walls and burdened crossesGod`s twilights and allOh, how I`ll feel (x3)Like a beautiful childSuch a beautiful child againSuch a beautiful child, such a beautiful child again (x2)When I am older than these small goddamned hills