Тексты песен «Leonard Cohen»

(from the album 'SONGS OF LEONARD COHEN') Come over to the window, my little darling, I'd like to try to read your palm. I used to think I was some kind of Gypsy boy Before I let you take me home. Now so long,...

(Written By Warnes, Cohen, Recorded By Warnes) There was a child named Bernadette I heard the story long ago She saw the Queen of Heaven once And kept the vision in her soul No one believed what she had seen No one...

There was a child named Bernadette I heard the story long ago She saw the Queen of Heaven once And kept the vision in her soul No one believed what she had seen No one believed what she heard That there were sorrows to...

(Written By Cohen, Performed In "Night Magic") (Frank & Louis) Are you still here? What are you waiting for? Your lives to change? An oracle to speak? Some version of the wounded matador Who turns toward the bull his...

(Frank & Louis) Are you still here? What are you waiting for? Your lives to change? An oracle to speak? Some version of the wounded matador Who turns toward the...

(Written By Cohen, Performed In "Night Magic") (Michael) We were chosen, we were chosen Miles and miles apart I to love your kingdom You to love my heart (Angels) We were chosen We do what must What must be done...

(Michael) We were chosen, we were chosen Miles and miles apart I to love your kingdom You to love my heart (Angels) We were chosen...

(Michael) We were chosen, we were chosen Miles and miles apart I to love your kingdom You to love my heart (Angels) We were chosen We do what must What must be done (Michael) The love is intermittent The discipline...

Steer your way past the ruins of the Altar and the Mall Steer your way through the fables of Creation and The Fall Steer your way past the Palaces that rise above the rot Year by year, month by month, day by day Thought...

I love you, without caring whom you love. My hands below the belt, or my hands above in the arms of other men, or in my bed again. It's just a man, Taking what he needs, From the store room, Store room, store room. I...

if you can suggest corrections, by all mean do so ] I love you, without caring whom you love. My hands below the belt, or my hands above in the arms of other men, or in my bed again. It's just a man, Taking what he...

The stories of the street are mine The Spanish voices laugh The Cadillacs go creeping down Through the night and the poison gas I lean from mu window sill In this old hotel I chose. Yes, one hand on my suicide And one...

The stories of the street are mine,the Spanish voices laugh. The Cadillacs go creeping now through the night and the poison gas, and I lean from my window sill in this old hotel I chose, yes one hand on my suicide, one...

The stories of the street are mine,the Spanish voices laugh. The Cadillacs go creeping now through the night and the poison gas, and I lean from my window sill in this old hotel I chose, yes one hand on my suicide,...

The door it opened slowly, my father he came in, I was nine years old. And he stood so tall above me, his blue eyes they were shining and his voice was very cold. He said, "I've had a vision and you know I'm strong and...

The door it opened slowly, my father he came in, I was nine years old. And he stood so tall above me, his blue eyes they were shining and his voice was very cold. He said, "I've had a vision and you know I'm...

It's true that all the men you knew were dealers who said they were through with dealing Every time you gave them shelter I know that kind of man It's hard to hold the hand of anyone who is reaching for the sky just to...

It's true that all the men you knew were dealers who said they were through with dealing Every time you gave them shelter I know that kind of man It's hard to hold the hand of anyone who is reaching for the sky...

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night beside her And you know that she's half crazy But that's why you want to be there And she feeds you tea and...

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night beside her And you know that she's half crazy But that's why you want to be there And she feeds you tea and oranges...