echoes of your past See the mirror of your mask Feel the hurt of endless pain In the land of wind and rain Behind the walls of time and space You recognize
deaf and dumb slightly Look out... Hear the echoes of your past See the mirror of your mask Feel the hurt of endless pain In the land of wind and rain
번역: 마피아 규칙. (땅) 바람과 비.
The wind comes down and all our youth is in loose pages The wind appeared like you and left the place I?d known Now words have
Just a box of rain, wind and water Believe it if you need it, if you don't just pass it on Sun and shower, wind and rain In and out the window like a
of the hill All I know the sun don't shine And the rain refused to fall And you don't seem to hear me when I call Wind inside and the wind outside Tangled
at Washington And my people have called upon me to reply to you And in the winds which pass through these aged pines We hear the moanings of their departed ghosts And
acts like summer and walks like rain Reminds me that there's a time to change, hey Since the return from her stay on the moon She listens like spring and
make it Out of the fire Higher and higher Higher and higher We're gonna take it Down to the wire We're gonna make it Out of the fire Higher and higher Higher and
don??° understand me. I???e been through him, and him, and him, and then come at ???m again. I know niggas that??? in the pen, and figgas for you and
in the wind and the rain We set sail from Killybegs town There were five of us from sweet Donegal And one from County Down We were fishermen who worked the sea And
Lonely wind cries out my name Sad as haunted music in the rain It's born of grief and born of woe But I hear it call and I've got to go Where can I be
large is what I came with 25 for bottles 25 to make it rain with This aint reggie miller ma this is cush and haze mixed Don`t sit there and lie to me
fades No blame untamed, unspoken Shiggy walks through the space on dry land That's cracked and broken We came to taste the rain We're just widows and
acts like summer and walks like rain Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, Since the return from her stay on the moon She listens like spring and
back and his own people shot him And he fell on his knees before the burning plane And he beheld fields of gold his land, his sun And he arose his blood
are the people of the hard rain We are the children of a thousand days We are the people of the hard rain We are the people of the hard rain
