Patti Smith - Horses - 8. Elegie | Текст песни

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I just don't know what to do tonight,
My head is aching as I drink and breathe
Memory falls like cream in my WOUNDS,
Moving on my own.
There must be something I can dream tonight,
The air is filled with the moves of you,
All the fire is frozen yet still I have the will, ooh, ah.

Trumpets, violins, I hear them in the distance
And my skin emits a ray,
But I think it's sad, it's much too bad
That our friends can't be with us today.