Linda Perhacs все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- chimacum rain
And it rains here
Every day since I came
And the lichen covers rocks
And the green hides everything
- If You Were My Man
If you were my man
If you were my man
If you were my man
It wakes me in the morning
It drives me through my day
How I would treat you
If you were my my man
- Paper Mountain Man
Well you live, in a tiny bungalow
With a Dutch wooden door, and a pot belly stove
You wear marlboro boots and buckskin jackets
Sewn by the love of your many ladies' hands
You've been called a hero,
You've been called to bed,
You've been to be-damned
- The Soul of All Natural Things
It's called the soul of all natural things
See the rays that break among rocks and stones
You're the winds that plague on the
And the bills and brims of fume
Hear the rush of the winds across the crowded sky
Hear the cries that touch even you and I
And you know