附注:
Hey can you follow,
Now that the trace is fainter
In the sand
Try turning your face to the wall
Can you still read me
Now that the chase is wilder
In your hand
Try losing your place in the sun
Источник teksty-pesenok.ru
All the praises of the dream
Turned to tangles in the trees
All yesterday's fine chariots
Turned to buses in the street
Can you still hear me
Now that the songs ar moving
Into night
Try sleeping with the dancers in your room
注释:
Hey (Can)
can (you)
you (still)
fol - (read)hear)
- low (me)
Now that the
trace is (chase is)songs are)
fainter (wilder)moving)
In
the (your)to)
sand (hand)night)
Try
turning your face (losing your place)
to (in)
the(the)your)
wall (sun)room)
All the
praises
of
the
dream
Turned to
tangles
in
the
trees
All
- lots
yesterday's
fine
charlots
Turned to
buses
in the street
