Sting - Shape of my Harts | Текст песни

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He dealt the cards, as in meditation.
And those with whom he plays, and did not suspect
What he does not play to win
And not because of vanity.
He plays to unravel
The sacred geometry of chance
Hidden law likely outcome,
But this is - not an easy task.

I know that the peaks - this is the swords of soldiers
I know that the clubs - a weapon of war,
I know that diamonds - it is money for military purposes
But it does not shape of my heart.

He can go Knave of Diamonds
Or lady peak.
He can hide in his hand the king
While all forgot about it.

I know that the peaks - this is the swords of soldiers
I know that the clubs - a weapon of war,
I know that diamonds - it is money for military purposes
But it does not shape of my heart.

If I told you that I love you,
You would have thought that something was wrong.
I do not characterized by diversity,
I'm just hiding under a mask.

And whoever says a lot, in fact, knows nothing
And all know from bitter experience,
As those who have too often cursed fate
And who is afraid that all the chances missed.

I know that the peaks - this is the swords of soldiers
I know that the clubs - a weapon of war,
I know that diamonds - it is money for military purposes
But it does not shape of my heart.
This is not a shape, not shape of my heart,
This is not a shape, not shape of my heart.

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