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Артист: This Mortal CoilНазвание : My FatherДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : ethereal 4ad gothic ambient alternative Видео:
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My father always promised us that we would live in France. We`d go boating on the Seine and I would learn to dance. We lived in Ohio then. He worked in the mines. All his dreams, like boats we knew We`d sail in time. My sister`s all grew up and went away, to Denver and Cheyenne. Marrying their grown up dreams, the lilacs and the man. I stayed behind, the youngest still only danced alone. Hoping... Hoping... that my father`s dreams would someday take me home. I live in Paris now, my children dance and dream. Hearing the ways of a miner`s life, In words they never say. I sail my memories of home, Like boats across the Seine. And watch my father`s eyes... watching the setting sun... set in my father`s eyes again | Похожие исполнители:
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