Теперь мне каждую ночь снится море. Я слушаю шум волн, чувствую, как вода на коже превращается в соль.
I lost my heart
Under the bridge
To that little girl
So much to me
And now I'm moan
And now I holler
She'll never know just what I found
That blue-eyed girl
She said no more
That blue-eyed girl
Became blue-eyed whore
Down by the water
I took her
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