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Текст песни Tim Buckley - Monterey

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Under a loop of stars in the vulgar coldThe dead airport layBy the pebbles of the highwayThrough the snail cloudsYou soared to your loverI hurried away my darlingWith a howl in my throat.Hiding inside the weedsIn the orange grove,The black rooster crowedThrough the hollow of the midnight.With my shot blood,With stains on my fingers,I run with the damned, my darling:They have taught me to laugh.

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