Тексты песен «Sting & Police»

The fox has done running And the beast is at bay We'd run them in circles By the end of the day They chased him through brambles They chased him through the fields They'd chased him for ever But the fox would not yield...

Saw an ad in the newspaper that caught my eye I said to my baby this sounds like the ticket for you and I It said volunteers wanted for a very special trip To commune with Mother Nature on a big wooden ship We took a...

It begins to tell At sometime, round midnight I do pretty well 'Til after sundown At Supper time, I'm filled with you But I really miss you Round midnight Memories return At sometime, round midnight I have yet to learn...

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light Those days are over You don't have to sell your body to the night Roxanne, you don't have to wear that dress tonight Walk the streets for money You don't care if it's...

If somebody up there likes me Somebody up there cares Deliver me from evil Save me from these wicked snares Not into temptation, not to cliffs of fall On to revelation, and lesson for us all She walked into the room...

Upon a secret journey I met a holy man His blindness was his wisdom I'm such a lonely man And as the world was turning It rolled itself in pain This does not seem to touch you He pointed to the rain You will see light...

Finding the world in the smallness of a grain of sand And holding infinities in the palm of your hand And Heaven's realms in the seedlings of this tiny flower And eternities in the space of a single hour Send your...

'Seven days, was all she wrote A kind of ultimatum note, she gave to me She gave to me When I thought the field had cleared It seems another suit appeared to challenge me Woe is me Though I hate to make a choice My...

I woke up in my clothes again this morning I don't know exactly where I am And I should heed my doctor's warning He does the best with me he can He claims I suffer from delusion But I'm so confident I'm sane It can't...

When we set out on this journey There were no doubts in our minds We set our eyes to the distance We would find what we would find We took courage from our numbers What we sought, we did not fear Sometimes we'd glimpse...

Written by Vivian Ellis, Clifford Grey & Greatrex Newman Even when the darkest clouds are in the sky You mustn't sigh and you mustn't cry Spread a little happiness as you go by Please try What's the use of worrying...

(featuring Twista) Verse 1:(Twista) Stickin late out night in the evening But it was like the sun was still beaming When i saw the 7-4-5 gotta get inside That's wat im thinkin Nothing but a wire in my jacket...

Words and music by Lewis Allen Southern trees bear a strange fruit Blood on the leaves, blood at the root Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the poplar tree. Pastoral scene of the...

With one breath, with one flow You will know Synchronicity A sleep trance, a dream dance A shared romance Synchronicity A connecting principle Linked to the invisible Almost imperceptible Something inexpressible...

Another suburban family morning Grandmother screaming at the wall We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies We can't hear anything at all Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration But we know all her...

I've been working too hard at the office all year I've been saving all my days for a break So I've gotta get away with my baby for a time If it's just for my sanity's sake Nothing but work and never no play Make Jack a...

Let me watch by the fire and remember my days And it may be a trick of the firelight But the flickering pages that trouble my sight Is a book I'm afraid to write It's the book of my days, it's the book of my life And...

Mercury falling I rise from my bed, Collect my thoughts together I have to hold my head It seems that she's gone And somehow I am pinned by The Hounds of Winter Howling in the wind I walk through the day My coat around...

He looked beneath his shirt today There was a wound in his flesh so deep and wide From the wound a lovely flower grew From somewhere deep inside He turned around to face his mother To show her the wound in his breast...

Written By John Dowland The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat; The slender hairs cast shadows, through but small, And bees have stings, although they be not great;...