I heard it's getting windy so I'll set and watch you blow I will chain you to my boat I will carry you back home And I won't say I love you cause it's
No wind when I took the watch, my ship was still waitin' I lay on that mirrored sky, a restless sail waitin' I closed my eyes, said the words of will
She came from the wrong side of town She crossed the tracks and then she turned around Alone and restless Left without a choice She sought the comfort
There's a siren ringing loud a call of distress it's winding through these streets making all you people deaf i think you're hearing fine just choosing
Wait till your boat goes down That's when you'll need me most Wait till your boat goes down And you're washed up on some foreign and Unfamiliar coast
You can send all your dogs You can send all your wind driving dogs Send all your wind driving dogs (x2) To eat up this coast line (x2) It?s getting
Oversettelse: Hunder. Vent.
Oversettelse: Spirit Of The West. The Hounds som venter utenfor døren.
Oversettelse: XTC. Vent til båten din Goes Down.
: Have you seen my little dog? I don't know why he Ran away from me I can't live without him Have you seen my little dog?
: No wind when I took the watch My ship was still and waitin' I lay on that mirrored sky A restless sail or waitin' I closed my eyes said the Words of
Have you seen my little dog? I don't know why he Ran away from me I can't live without him Have you seen my little dog?
niente che e tutto normale ma a me mi piace di sbagliare? Dimmelo pure senza parole che senti quello che sento dimmelo pure senza parole che siamo lo stesso vento
We talk about a lot of things We talk about all the things to come We talk about going to sleep, about waking up Now I've woken up I never thought that
I go with a woman and here I am Stuck in a prison cell with my piss pan All in the East it?s against the law Although I thought she was a registered
Il ragazzo a un fucile di legno e ci tira alle stelle com'e dritta la schiena, che bianchi i suoi denti e gli occhi sono due caramelle e se provi a
Je sens le vent glace De la mort Qui me souffle dans le dos Qui me glace les os Et petrifie mon sang Il aura suffit De quelques cellules De trop Pour