Mirror - The Cold Is On Its Way (feat. Thomas Anselmi) | Текст песни

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Dead fields
Once new
Untilled
I walked these fields with you
Until the day my wish came true
But now
The grace
Of youth
Wears an older face
Still I see you then
The way that you were when
I knew I'd never fall in love again

And though the world was grand
And love has had its day
Her majesty is gone
And the cold is on its way

What is a woman?
She is only flesh and blood
When her legs are in the air
And her ass is in the mud
And the sun is in her hair
And her smell is like a drug
That is what we once called love

And though the world was grand
And love has had its day
By now you understand
That you can't make it stay
There's nothing left to do
There's nothing left to say
Her majesty is gone
And the cold is on its way

Her majesty is gone
And the cold is on its way

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