Queen - All Dead, All Dead (News of the World'77) | Текст песни

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She came without a farthing
A babe without a name
So much ado about nothing
Is what she'd try to say

So much ado my lover
So many games we played
Through ever fleeted summer
And every precious day

(all dead, all dead)
All the dreams we had
And I wonder why I still live on
(all dead, all dead)
And alone I'm spared
My sweeter half instead
All dead and gone
All dead...

(all dead, all dead)
At the rainbow's end
And still I hear her own sweet song
(all dead, all dead)
Take me back again
You know my little friend's all dead and gone

Her ways are always with me
I wander all the while
But please you must forgive me
I am old, but still a child

All dead, all dead
But I should not grieve
In time in comes to everyone
(all dead, all dead, all dead, all dead)
But in hope I breathe
Of course, I don't believe you're dead and gone

All dead and gone


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