Wolf Parade - Language City | Текст Иностранной Песни
Language City is a bad, old place We all know Where eyeballs float in space We all know We were tired, we can't sleep It's crowded here, none of us
Wolf Parade - Call It A Ritual | Текст Иностранной Песни
well into the desert you must go so into the desert we go call it a ritual call it whatever you will and you will grow mad at me as naturally as branches on a
Wolf Parade - Yulia | Текст Иностранной Песни
Diamonds in the face of night time Watch them as they float along I was up there floating with them And you know that I am gone The radio sings a patriot's song it's
Wolf Parade - Pobody's Nerfect | Текст Иностранной Песни
Early morning Sun has risen gold and chrome for Anastasia Wake up slowly out the window someone calls for Anastasia And I don't know how to stop it at all I just don't
Wolf Parade - Palm Road | Текст Иностранной Песни
My baby woke from an awful dream of rotten tropics b the sea Just up from her father's place Cutting through some empty space Where trash would turn to gold Palm Road
Wolf Parade - You Are A Runner And I Am My Father's Son | Текст Иностранной Песни
I got a number on me I got a number Won't make it through the high noon sun I am my father's son I am my father's son His bed is made I was a hero
Wolf Parade - Bang Your Drum | Текст Иностранной Песни
The dying light was nearly dead by the time we reached the water's edge. We saw the river beating on the river bank Oh the way that it (something) the riverbed.
Wolf Parade - Kissing The Beehive | Текст Иностранной Песни
[Boeckner] Lost on a river our hearts beat regular time Well the landscapes don't The rivers flowing by We're just drifting all night long hands to the sky And
Wolf Parade - Little Golden Age | Текст Иностранной Песни
You lived in a place long, long ago Where nothing moved and time went slow And someone sang about a Golden Age In Cenetaph Park, drinking in the dark This place was the
Wolf Parade - Cave-o-sapien | Текст Иностранной Песни
Cave-o-sapien - you were made for breaking of my back. As I carried you past quiet houses, kicking through the roses in the yard, I spied the wildflower kisses on your neck