Тексты песен «Sting»

Everyone I know is lonely My God's so far away And my heart belongs to no one So now sometimes I pray Please take this space between us And fill it up some way I've been waiting for my brothers Since fucking Christmas...

From the album strontium 90 (pangaea/ark21) Words and music by sting Everyone I know is lonely My god's so far away And my heart belongs to no one So now sometimes I pray Please take this space between us And fill it...

Lo, How a Rose E'er Blooming Lo, how a rose e'er blooming From tender stem hath sprung, Of Jesse's lineage coming, As men of old have sung. It came a fl ow'ret bright Amid the cold of winter When half-spent was the...

How many of you people out there Been hurt in some kind of love affair? And how many times did you swear That youd never love again? How many lonely, sleepless nights? How many lies, how many fights? And why would you...

"A Cradle Song" Sweet dreams, form a shade O'er my lovely infant's head. Sweet dreams of pleasant streams By happy, silent, moony beams. Sweet Sleep, with soft down Weave thy brows an infant crown. Sweet Sleep, Angel...

I read the news today, oh boy About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well, I just had to laugh I saw the photograph He blew his mind out in a car He didn't notice that the lights had...

Written by stewart copeland When you reach number ten And think the struggle ends But it ain't the end It's only a trend You have to unbend 'cause it's only a trend Don't lose all your friends Don't make your heroes...

A thousand years a thousand more A thousand times a million doors to eternity I may have lived a thousand lives a thousand times An endless turning stairway climbs To a tower of souls If it takes another...

The palace guards are all sleeping Their fires burn into the night There's a threat of rain on the dark horizon And all that’s left is a quarter moon of light He climbs up through the darkness No weapon but his...

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone It's not warm when she's away Ain't no sunshine when she's gone And she's always gone too long Anytime she goes away Wonder this time where she's gone Wonder if she's gone to stay...

When it's love you give I'll be a man of good faith Then in love you live I'll make a stand, I won't break I'll be the rock you can build on Be there when you're old, to have and to hold When there's love inside I swear...

With her smile as sweet as a warm wind in summer She's got me flying like a bird in a bright June sky And then just when she thinks that I've got her number Brings me down to the ground with her wintry eye That's my...

I looked out across The river today, I saw a city in the fog and an old church tower Where the seagulls play. I saw the sad shire horses walking home In the sodium light I saw two priests on the ferry October geese on a...

My yesterdays are all boxed up and neatly put away But every now and then you come to mind 'Cause you were always waiting to be picked to play the game But when your name was called, you found a place to hide When...

I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear I like my toast done on one side And you can hear it in my accent when I talk I'm an Englishman in New York See me walking down Fifth Avenue A walking cane here at my side I take...

This town, this stain on the sunrise Disguised in the mist, this morning. It's 8 AM, a seagull shouts A sailor's warning, this sky. This bend in the river Slows down and delivers me The tide rolls...

Have you ever had the feeling That the world's gone and left you behind Have you ever had the feeling That you're that close to losing your mind You look around each corner Hoping that she's there You try to play...

Every day that goes by A new hungry baby starts to cry Born astride a painful grave Drowned in hunger's tidal wave Pick a child that you can save It'd be the only one If Africa escapes starvation Not only food but...

Sad to say our mighty ruler Is not really in the pink Hopes could not be minuscular That he'll come back from the brink Not to beat around the bush He looks like heading for his box At the risk of seeming pushy We must...

Ah, the blues. The ball and chain that is 'round every English musician's leg. In fact, EVERY musician's leg. Tryin' to kick it off, baby? No, no. You'll just never do it. And these are the blues of time, And the blues...