Тексты песен «Kate Bush»

As the people here grow colder I turn to my computer And spend my evenings with it Like a friend. I was loading a new programme I had ordered from a magazine: "Are you lonely are you lost? This voice console is a...

Delius, he's a moody old man Delius, song of summer in his hand Delius, he's a moody old man Delius, in, in, in his hand Delius, in his hand Delius Ta, ta-ta Hmm Ta, ta-ta Delius Delius amat Syphilus,...

Ooh, he's a moody old man. Song of summer in his hand. Ooh, he's a moody old man. ...in...in...in his hand. ...in his hand. "Hmm." Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, Delius, Delius amat. Syphilus, Deus, Genius, ooh.To be sung of a...

Ooh, he's a moody Old Man, Song of Summer, in his Hand, Ooh, he a moody old Man. In his Hand- 'Hmm' To be sung of a Summer, Night on the Water, Ooh, on the water- 'In B...

Rowan Atkinson: For years I thought I'd have to live alone I never got a letter Had to disconnect the phone The only girls I ever saw Were on TV But now I've got a Venus Who's sitting next to me Both: Do I love you?

Emma's come down. She's stopped the light Shining out of her eyes. Emma's been run out on. She's breaking down In so many places, Stuck in low gear Because of her fears Of the skidding wheels, (The skid of her wheels...

Emma's come down, She's stopped the light shining out of her eyes. Emma's been run out on, She's breaking down in so many places, Stuck in low gear, because of her fears, Of the skidding wheels, (The skid of her wheels...

Emma's come down. She's stopped the light Shining out of her eyes. Emma's been run out on. She's breaking down In so many places, Stuck in low gear Because of her fears Of the skidding wheels, (the skid of her...

"Don't Give Up" by Peter Gabriel with KaTe Bush In this proud land we grew up strong We were wanted all along I was taught to fight, taught to win I never thought I could fail No fight left or so...

Split me open With devotion You put your hands in And rip my heart out Eat the music Does he conceal What he really feels? He's a woman at heart And I love him for that Let's split him open Like a pomegranate Insides...

Split me open With devotion You put your hands in And rip my heart out Eat the music Does he conceal What he really feels? He's a woman at heart And I love him for that Let's split him open Like a pomegranate Insides...

Follow the Nile Deep to much deeper. The Pyramids sound lonely tonight. The sands run red In lands of the Pharoahs. Their symmetry gets right inside me. I cannot stop to comfort them. I'm busy chasing up my demon. I...

Follow the Nile, Deep to much deeper, The Pyramids sound lovely tonight. The sands run red, in Lands of thee Pharoahs, Their symmetry gets right inside me. I cannot stop to confort them. I'm busy chasing up my demon...

We were working secretly for the military Our experiment in sound was nearly ready to begin We only know in theory what we are doing Music made for pleasure, music made to thrill It was music we were making here until...

We were working secretly For the military. Our experiment in sound, Was nearly ready to begin. We only know in theory What we are doing: Music made for pleasure, Music made to thrill. It was music we were making here...

Written by: myles goodwyn I read the colors this mornin' I read the colors today About a man who left from nowhere to be someone And every day he has to pay in every way I met a man from new york city He spoke of...

After the party You took me back to your parlour. A little nervous laughter Locking the door. My stockings fall Onto the floor. Desperate for more. Nobody else can share this. Here comes one and one makes one, The...

After the party, you took me back to your parlour A little nervous laughter, locking the door My stockings fall on the floor, desperate for more Nobody else can share this Here comes one and one makes one The glorious...

Yes, first I gave him the bit of seedcake out of my mouth And it was leap year like now yes 16 years ago my God After that long kiss I near lost my breath yes He said I was a flower of the mountain yes So we are flowers...

Just travelling on a bus From a friend's house, And all these people are looking at me. They're gazing out windows, In any English country gardens. But as gazes meet, Vacancy shows on screen. But I feel inside The...