Текст песни The Riddle (Marco van Bassken) с переводом

I got two strong arms

Blessings of babylon

With time to carry on and try

For sins and false alarms

So to america the brave

Wise men save

(Near a tree by a river

There’s a hole in the ground

Where an old man of aran

Goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon

In the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion

There’s a wrong and a right) x2

But he’ll never, ever fight over you

Near a tree by a river

There’s a hole in the ground

Where an old man of aran

Goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon

In the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion

There’s a wrong and a right

But he’ll never, ever fight over you

It’s not me you see

It’s not me you see

Pieces of valentine

With just a song of mine

To keep from burning history

Seasons of gasoline and gold

Wise men fold

Near a tree by a river

There’s a hole in the ground

Where an old man of aran

Goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon

In the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion

There’s a wrong and a right

But he’ll never, ever fight over you

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