Trocadero - Goldmine Blues | Текст песни

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In Dublin Town
1842
My blood was born
Ready for you

Perfect sunrise
Early '86
A score and two days
You were my fix

And I don't own the ocean
And I don't own these rocks
The riches inside me
Never need locks

Thoughts of your smile
That run in my mind
Are priceless treasure
And a goldmine

And I don't own this rain storm
And no warmth I can feel
But I've got some riches
That no one can steal

Cause thoughts of your voice
That run in my mind
Are priceless treasure
They are a gold mine

I'm not too smart
I'm not too dumb
I'll care for you are
And whom you'll become

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