Saint Monica

Saint Monica کے بول

سال2015
صنفFolk
اصل زبانانگریزی
مناظر24
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EN
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
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She stood like a wolf in the doorway The others laid bare on the ground Now she makes her bed Out of Brooklyn instead And I sleep with the goddamn hounds Her voice for a moment of lenience And her words for the coin in your jar And while she pays her dues As another man's muse I still can't tell my head from my heart Can I know all that I am? Lest I forget I'm a decent man Now she drinks and I smoke as we please to While the other men fall to their knees And a trifling part In the back of my heart Says if ever that coward is me Maybe if I begged some old saint for her patience And then sold it to pay for her time till I wake up one day And to all my dismay That old face in the coffin is mine Can I know all that I am? Lest I forget I'm a decent Oh, I'm a decent man She stood like a wolf in the doorway