Antony And The Johnsons - River Of Sorrow | Текст Иностранной Песни
River of Sorrow There is a black river It passes by my window And late at night All dolled up like Christ I walk the water Between the piers
Antony And The Johnsons - Hope Mountain | Текст Иностранной Песни
Hope Mountain Is the place where The girl first dawned her face For the crowd That was gathered Outside her dark white cave And then scores of Soaring
Antony And The Johnsons - Cut The World | Текст Иностранной Песни
For so long Ive obeyed That feminine decree Ive always contained Your desire to hurt me But when will I turn And cut the world? When will I turn
Antony And The Johnsons - Strange Fruit | Текст Иностранной Песни
( Live / Billie Holiday Cover ) Southern trees bear strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging eyes and
Antony And The Johnsons - Crackagen | Текст Иностранной Песни
Pour me, little rivers from my hands Pool at the bottom of the stairs My face, all the cities in my eyes Doves in the skies Oooh the Crackagen The rain,
Antony And The Johnsons - You Stand Above Me | Текст Иностранной Песни
You stand above me Promising death I lie alone on my side Bled slippers at my side While eternity cycles wildly inside me You stand above me Promising death
Antony And The Johnsons - Shake That Devil | Текст Иностранной Песни
That dog had his way with me Shake that dog out of the tree That dog had his way with me Shake that dog out of the tree Shake that dog right out of me That dog,
Antony And The Johnsons - Salt Silver Oxygen | Текст Иностранной Песни
The flying horse carries me across the sky Triumvirate swallows make our breath Can we grow a sun A water run The Great White Water? Every slum an ox inside it
Antony And The Johnsons - Candy Says | Текст Иностранной Песни
( Live / Lou Reed Cover ) Candy says I've come to hate my body And all that it requires In this world Candy says I'd like to know completely
Antony And The Johnsons - The Lake | Текст Иностранной Песни
( The Lake EP / Edgar Allen Poe ) In youth's spring, it was my lot To haunt of the wide earth a spot To which I could not love the less So lovely was the