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  • Текст песни Wuthering Heights - Tears

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    Grimly I recall a child who greeted life with open arms
    But this child had to become a man
    His own crops to sow
    And 'neath the shade of sanity
    Their bitter taste would grow

    With false pretence were written
    The articles I signed
    Once aboard, to nothing came
    All that I designed

    If this bitter taste of anger could be washed away
    Maybe I could trust the promise
    Of another day
    If only I could...

    Cry, cry
    Salty tears on dusty ground
    Inner screams that make no sound won't echo
    Wish that I could cry, cry
    Fertile tears on barren soil
    No longer trying to recoil
    But rather learning to enjoy
    Life as it be
    Tears of anger make a man of me

    I long for a time ere the mysteries were solved
    As the blanks on the map were filled
    The blanks in our hearts were growing
    Now that all roads lead back here
    There's no point in going

    I want to master more
    Than just staying afloat
    I long to write a tale that differs
    From what others wrote
    If this sense of longing could be washed away
    Maybe I would meet the challenge
    Of another day
    If only I could...

    Cry, cry
    Salty tears on dusty ground
    Inner screams that make no sound won't echo
    Wish that I could cry, cry
    Fertile tears on barren soil
    No longer trying to recoil
    But rather learning to enjoy
    Life as it be
    Tears of longing make a man of me

    There's no way to cut the Gordian Knot
    Of past webs entangled
    The cry inside you try to fight
    So free breath is strangled
    We might only have our berth on board this vessel once, no more
    Would that I could cut the ropes and finally leave the shore

    Seems to me that we must walk the plank with open eyes
    And not for shattered hearts of men
    Do the seagulls cry...

    Cry, cry
    Salty tears on dusty ground
    Inner screams that make no sound won't echo
    Wish that I could cry, cry
    Fertile tears on barren soil
    No longer trying to recoil
    But rather learning to enjoy
    Life as it be
    Tears of sorrow make a man of me

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