Текст песни The Way of the Wind (Tristan Omand) с переводом

I’ve got a spirit, but I ain’t holy

Got a hole in my heart

There’s a train, I think I hear it A song of love in the dark

The dawn is coming, birds are ringing

Bells are singing in the church

Ford Rancheros, and Plymouth Dusters

Can barely muster horsepower up the hill

But they all go, dressed in white, some in grey

And there I sit, in the farthest row,

Smelling of booze, and sex, and smoke

And the best of everything you know

Is how to numb your head

Stiff drinks, and lipsticked Winston cigarettes

Deaf to all the daily things,

Longing for the one, short moment

In the garden and the sun

I’ll leave that morning, with no goodbyes

Ten dollars in my coat

And as the sun shines through leaves

I’ll stop roadside and have a smoke

Like night a fallin'

Or years a passin'

I will not grow younger or grow old

I’ll keep you with me In the sun and in the cold

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