Сон буде недобрим, Вік буде недовгим. Снігом впаде щастя. Щастям летять білі, Білі летять фарби. Я залишаюсь назавжди... Ким станеш на ранок, З ким будеш
I have a friend, he is made mostly of pain And he wakes up, drives to work, and then straight back home again He once cut one of my nightmares out of
Let's put a new coat of paint On this lonesome old town Set 'em up, set 'em up We'll be knockin' 'em down You wear a dress babe I'll wear a tie, we'll
It's like a chain reaction Misunderstanding every word It's like a train to nowhere And everyone gets hurt And maybe if I paint the world.. black And
At the station you can meet her With that smile you couldn?t cheat her A woman that kind is hard to find It?s good to take a girl In the not so very
(Verse 1): I ride an old paint. I lead an old dam. I'm goin' to Montana to throw a hoolihan. They feed in the coolies. They water in the draw. Their tails
So, you think you've got me figured out Studied every detail now you know me inside and out But do you see me as I am or as you want me to be? Do you?
Picture is incomprehensible The reptiles want to solve the riddle Don't like it? Then cry and hate it. The rebels want to imitate it Try your own neck
I ride an old paint I lead an old Dan I'm off to Montan' for to throw the hooley ann They feed in the coulees they water in the draw Their tails're all
It's bad timing and me We find a lot of things out this way And there's you A little black cloud in a dress The temptation to take the precious things
close your eyes, remember nothing that you've seen, time again, drowning in hostility, paint your skies, and run into that empty scene, spread your wings
I ride an old paint, I lead an old dan I'm goin' to Montana to throw the hooligan They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw Their tails are all
There is a man with no face and a name I don?t remember Always in the house in the middle of the woods and he said once ?Son don?t you laugh out loud
Out of town There's a girl living on a ranch Pigs and cows And her mom cooks ceramics to much She's for me Though we don't got much to say Throwin' bails
Last night I had too much to drink Sitting in a club with so many fools Playing to rules Trying to impress but feeling rather empty I had another drink
Free from the start - Left to depart - Finding the pleasure and the pain in his art. Lost in the hush - No need to rush - Time waits for him, him who
Pictures on my wall, Fifteen different colours, Starting with vermillion- The first flower of the summer, And don't think I'll be finished Till
I ride an old paint, I lead an old Dan I'm off to Montan' for to throw the hooley ann They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw Their tails are
