Kate Bush
Night Of The Swallow
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| Добавлена 13 мая 2013 пользователем Миша |
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The night doesnt like it.
Looks just like your face on the moon, to me.
And I wont let you do
What you want to do.
Its funny how, even now,
Youre laughing.
I wont let you do it.
If you go, Ill let the law know,
And theyll head you off when you touch the ground.
Ooh, please, dont go through with this.
I dont like the sound of it.
Its funny how, even now,
Youre miles away.
I wont let you do it.
I wont let you do it.
I wont let you go through with it.
meet them over at dover.
Ill just pilot the motor,
Take them over the water
with a hired plane,
And no names mentioned.
Tonights the night of the flight.
Before you know,
Ill be over the water
like a swallow.
Theres no risk.
Ill whisk them up in no moonlight.
And though pigs can fly,
Theyll never find us
Posing as the night,
And Im home before the morning.
In malta, catch a swallow,
For all of the guilty--to set them free.
Wings fill the window,
And they beat and bleed.
They hold the sky on the other side
Of borderlines.
meet them over at dover.
Ill just pilot the motor,
Take them over the water,
Like a swallow flying to malta,
with a hired plane,
And no names mentioned.
Tonights the night of the flight.
Before you know,
Looks just like your face on the moon, to me.
And I wont let you do
What you want to do.
Its funny how, even now,
Youre laughing.
I wont let you do it.
If you go, Ill let the law know,
And theyll head you off when you touch the ground.
Ooh, please, dont go through with this.
I dont like the sound of it.
Its funny how, even now,
Youre miles away.
I wont let you do it.
I wont let you do it.
I wont let you go through with it.
meet them over at dover.
Ill just pilot the motor,
Take them over the water
with a hired plane,
And no names mentioned.
Tonights the night of the flight.
Before you know,
Ill be over the water
like a swallow.
Theres no risk.
Ill whisk them up in no moonlight.
And though pigs can fly,
Theyll never find us
Posing as the night,
And Im home before the morning.
In malta, catch a swallow,
For all of the guilty--to set them free.
Wings fill the window,
And they beat and bleed.
They hold the sky on the other side
Of borderlines.
meet them over at dover.
Ill just pilot the motor,
Take them over the water,
Like a swallow flying to malta,
with a hired plane,
And no names mentioned.
Tonights the night of the flight.
Before you know,
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