Слова:
Red House Painters Song For A Blue Guitar

But your coats aren't hanging on the rack And blue water turns to A place that I can't get to A place that I can't In a room all I feel Is the cold

But your coats aren't hanging on the rack And blue water turns to A place that I can't get to A place that I can't In a room all I feel Is the cold

Переклад: Художники Червоний будинок. Інший Song For Blue Guitar.