Slade - 08.Howlin'wind(1999-Wild Nites) | Текст песни

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Woah-woah-woah
Ooh-ooh-ooh

Woah

There’s a howling wind and it calls my name
Sending messages on my window pane
Secret shadows fluke ‘cross a sleepless night
Haunt my dreams and it don’t feel right

It’s just a young boy’s cry
He dreams of paradise
It’s just a young boy’s cry
Too soon he’ll realise

Oh god deliver me

In a baron land, it’s like a restless night
Just like a hurricane blowing out the candlelight
I see all my friends when I once do well
And down in lonely street, there’s a new poor tenant

It’s just a young boy’s cry, yeah
He dreams of paradise

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