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íàìàëè øðèôòàíîðìàëåí øðèôòóâåëè÷è øðèôòàBlues (Before I Met my Baby)
ðàçäåë: Ïðîèçâåäåíèÿ íà ÷óæä åçèê
àâòîð: Atavism

In the dusk my soul is aching
As I stumble through the door
In the shadows of the bar
I am home and I’m alone
Quickly had a shot of whiskey
Then asked for ‘nother one
I’ll be drinking through the night
Until I hit the ground

If you ask me what’s the matter
If you search the reason why
Know my woman left me
She left me with a lie
But the sorrow and the hatred
Don’t have anything to do
I celebrate the living
The two of us were through…

Because before I met my baby
I was born but not alive
Before I met my baby
I was blinded for the light
In every single person
So full of life and free
Or burning through his feelings
Like stars that kiss the sea

Chorus:
Because before I met my baby
I was born but not alive
Before I met my baby
I was blinded for the light
Before I met my baby
I was born but not alive
Before I met my baby
I didn’t know what is to cry

The fourth double whiskey’s comin’
And I sip it in my mouth
My head just started rolling
And I’m suddenly in doubt
Should I be so thankful
For what she did this night
Left me for another man
To play around and laugh

Just had another shot
And the tears start to fall
As I see in front of me
What just been an hour ago
She told me in the face
You know I love you so
But I met another man
And now it’s time to go

At the last call I’m still sobbing
So confused to hate or love
The woman who learned me
How to dance and fall in love
Then again just like that
She torn me piece by piece
Need to finish up the drink and pass
To find some inner peace

Chorus:
Because before I met my baby
I was born but not alive...


Ïóáëèêóâàíî îò alfa_c íà 05.02.2012 @ 11:22:04 



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