The wind quartet howls softly My jeep hand strokes her necklace Crusted, crammed with old Etruscan gold. Her bird head torn with summer Inspects
翻訳: マークボランとT.レックス. 風のカルテット.
翻訳: T - REX. 風のカルテット.
Suffocate Your skin turns blue The eye The eyeballs roll in the back of your head The North wind will pick you up and take you A journey to hell The winds
We fill the day with careless displays Going sailing with nothing to say When I fell We could tell Now you're torn apart The sun's driving fast Taking
I really want it all Against the wind we run To every place under the sun We've got so much power inside We will never give up And against the wind
Your skin turns blue The eye: The eyeballs roll in the back of your head The north wind will pick you up And take you on a journey to hell Wind of evil
it all Against the wind we run to every place under the sun We've got so much power inside We will never give up Against the wind we go towards the new
Ti voglio parlare con suoni e parole e non mi dire chiama quando ti pare voglio toccarti sentire il tuo odore non mi basta doverti pensare Io voglio
Metti in moto la macchina a vapore sciogli il gelo che abita il tuo cuore chi e che parla, chi e che fa rumore non si capiscono neanche le parole Siamo
Cradled by this sweet melody We fall in silence like stars Fascinated by an immaculate ground While for a second we close our eyes Stolen by the wind
want it all Against the wind we run to every place under the sun We've got so much power inside We will never give up Against the wind we go towards