Sting - Seven days | Текст Иностранной Песни
Seven Days was all she wrote A kind of ultimatum note She gave to me, she gave to me When I thought the field had cleared It seems another suit appeared To challenge
Sting - Send Your Love | Текст Иностранной Песни
Finding the world in the smallness of a grain of sand And holding infinities in the palm of your hand And Heaven's realms in the seedlings of this tiny flower And eternities
Sting - Saint Augustine In Hell | Текст Иностранной Песни
If somebody up there likes me somebody up there cares Deliver me from evil save me from these wicked snares Not into temptation, not to cliffs to fall On to revelation, and
Sting - Sacred Love | Текст Иностранной Песни
Take off those working clothes Put on these high heeled shoes Don't want no preacher on the TV baby Don't want to hear the news Shut out the world behind us
Sting - Russians | Текст Иностранной Песни
In Europe and America, there's a growing feeling of hysteria Conditioned to respond to all the threats In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets Mr. Krushchev said we will
Sting - Rock Steady | Текст Иностранной Песни
Saw an ad in the newspaper that caught my eye I said to my baby this sounds like a ticket for you and I It said volunteers wanted for a very special trip To commune with Mother
Sting - Only You | Текст Иностранной Песни
Only you Only you Only you, you, you, only you Only you Only you Only you, you, you, only you Only you Only you Only you, you, you, only you Only
Sting - One World (Not Three) | Текст Иностранной Песни
One world is enough, for all of us One world is enough, for all of us It's a subject we rarely mention But when we do we have this little invention By pretending
Sting - One day She'll Love Me | Текст Иностранной Песни
I'd never imagined before That the world could be turned on it's head I'd never have thought To be here in this place I'd never have dreamt that in love
Sting - Never Coming Home | Текст Иностранной Песни
Well it's five in the morning and the light's already broken And the rainy streets are empty for nobody else has woken Yet you turn towards the window as he sleeps beneath the