Тексты песен «Cranes»

It lies here slowly It lets you know It lingers slowly until you know And I'm naked in your heart I can't make it stop I'm breaking in your heart And I can't make it stop I'd try and I can't make it stop And I'd...

We're like a boat drifting In a lonely sea And the stars and moon shine Down on me Down, down the river we go Holding on for dear life To the last stick of the raft For we do love And he tried to be brave...

It's quiet now now So won't you sleep Just close your eyes and fall in deep I hear it calling And now you're falling And now you're falling And now you're falling And now you're...

There's a bright full moon in a sky of jewels To light the way for all god's fools There's a beaten path towards the truth Way past the clouds on the road to youth ... So tired now as she walks down the road For...

Are you gone Did you just fly away The sun is gone away And I can't seem to find my way Are you gone Just like in dreams you said And dreams should never die And I just want to hide away Are you gone Did you...

Qu'est-ce que nous avons fait? Quelque chose est arrive que nous ne sommes plus libres de defaire. Est-ce qu'il fera toujours aussi noir, desormais, meme le jour? Attends, laisse-moi dire adieu a cette legerete sans...

i feel those days without end when we used to be friends those summer days were spent in search of hope and happiness we used to while away our days in a beautiful haze I guess I knew one day that you'd be moving...

It feels like its The end of the rope And I won't let go if you won't And I won't say no if you won't Only love It's caught here today And I can't feel you There's a fire in my fair spot When i'm not near you...

Like stars from the world above you Bright dreams from the world inside Bright scenes scattered al around you And each scene shows you who you are... It's all the same when you think about it Not much to say and I...

Like stars from the world above you Bright dreams from the world inside Bright scenes scattered all around you And each scene shows you who you are... It's all the same when you think about it Not much to say and I...

The sky is red... The sky is green Our love is like...a summer breeze Alive and free, alive and free You can be what you want to be I close my eyes...and try to see The things I always thought I dreamed Coloured...

I look around here as I start to undress It's all upside down and I must confess My heads going round and I sleep less and less My days are wasting and my life is a mess Tears on my face in my eyes in my hair I...

Like jumping in the breeze, falling in the sea You live up there.... Like things you try to keep, moments as you sleep You live up there.... And you were angels in her hair, As warm as summer air...you live up...

Sometimes it's true Life can be so beautiful These days you send Wish they would never end We've come this far How beautiful you are... Look back this far How beautiful you are... Sometimes I don't know where...

Comme je suis libre. Et quelle superbe absence que mon ame. Comme je suis libre. Comme je suis libre. Comme je suis libre. Et quelle superbe absence que mon ame. Comme je suis libre. Comme je suis libre. Comme...

electre, reponds, que signifie ce costume? J'ai mis ma plus belle robe. N'est-ce pas un jour de fete? Sacrilege! Sacrilege! Est-ce un sacrilege que d'etre gaie? Pourquoi ne sont-ils pas gais, eux? Qui les en...

electre, reponds, que signifie ce costume? J'ai mis ma plus belle robe. N'est-ce pas un jour de fete? Sacrilege! Sacrilege! Est-ce un sacrilege que d'etre gaie? Pourquoi ne sont-ils pas gais, eux? Qui les en...

a?'lectre, ra?aponds, que signifie ce costume? J'ai mis ma plus belle robe. N'est-ce pas un jour de fa?ate? Sacrila?age! Sacrila?age! Est-ce un sacrila?age que d'a?atre gaie? Pourquoi ne sont-ils pas gais, eux? Qui...

a?a?lectre, ra?aponds, que signifie ce costume? J'ai mis ma plus belle robe. N'est-ce pas un jour de fa?ate? Sacrila?age! Sacrila?age! Est-ce un sacrila?age que d'a?atre gaie? Pourquoi ne sont-ils pas gais, eux? Qui...

Comme ils sont jeunes! Comme ils sont beaux! Rejouissez-vous : trop souvent les criminels sont vieux et laids ; elle n'est que trop rare, la joie exquise de detruire ce qui est beau. Ils soupirent, ils s'agitent;...