Текст песни Cut The Cards (Chris Whitley & The Bastard Club) с переводом

An eye closes

Deep inside a flat against the wall

The thought which doesn’t go out;

Ideas step by step go their way

Death could happen

What I hold within my arms could slip away

I dream

Dawn at birth dies out

Annulled in a clatter of open shutters

If nothing were going to come

There a feel where we still could run

Unlimited stars

And your shadow where the avenue ends

Vanishes

We’ll see nothing

Of all that was passing

We held onto nothing

So many words rising

The stories we never read

Nothing

Days in a rush for the exit

At last the cavalcade is faded out

Down there between the tables

Where they played cards

Where they played cards

Down there between the tables

Down there between the tables

Where they played cards

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