Black Lace Club все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Black birds, sitting on the wires,
They've come for you.
Old memories are back,
No matter what you do.
Something bad is about to happen.
Don't you feel it's near?
Something wicked this way comes,
You'd better run until it's here.

He’s one of the kind who never get tired,
He’s one of the kind who knows what’s wrong and what’s right,
He doesn’t get old, his coffee cup is always half-full.
Sometimes he gets into his little four-wheeler,
He's driving around until the tank is out of filler,
He’s driving around until he ain’t got nothing to cut.

Young blood, young lust.
No future, no past.
One night, one chance,
One everlasting dance.
Like a seagull in the skies above
Flying high, looking for love.
One love.