Текст песни Omaha (Fairmont) с переводом

You were pale, white like a ghost

the news it hit you like a train

later exposed all as a joke, your wasted tears all in vein

From Omaha we drove north all night

From Omaha the storm it just kept coming and we just kept on gunning it for home

Well I thought maybe we’re dead

because this sure feels like hell

The fog had cut our sight as the headlights cut the night

further into disbelief we fell,

From Omaha we drove north all night

From Omaha the storm it just kept coming and we just kept on gunning it for home

The road it seemed to disappear right before our very eyes,

it soon became quite clear that the storm would keep on coming, yes the storm

would keep on coming.

From Omaha with no end in sight

From Omaha we drove north all night

From Omaha the storm it just kept coming, the storm it just kept on coming.

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