Текст песни Tom Waits - Good Old World
Tom Waits - Good Old World слова песни
(waltz)When I was a boy, the moon was a pearl the sun a yellow gold.But when I was a man, the wind blew cold the hills were upside down.But now that I have gone from here theres no place Id rather beThan to float my chances on the tide back in the good old world.On octobers last, Ill fly back home rolling down winding wayAnd all Ive gots a pocket full of flowers from my graveBut now summer is gone I remember it bestBack in the good old world I remember when, she held my handAnd we walked home alone in the rain how pretty her mouth, how soft her hairNothing can be the same and theres a rose upon her breastWhere I long to lay my head and her hair was so yellowAnd the wine was so red back in the good old world.