Chris Pureka - Brocken Clock - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You thought it would be a parade with flowers, right?

With a carousel and a solemn meeting.

You can try your luck, but there is too little chance, dear.

Better love what you have until someone cut the wire ...

I wandered to where there are no more telephone lines.

Only the turnstile and a lot of time for yourself.

I left, left, and nothing more than me myself is a lot of miles.

And nothing could drag me back ...

Just leave alone. In search of a rope, to restrain me, holding on to the best in this and in you, holding on to the best in all this time ...

I hope there is a diamond knife somewhere,

Because nothing, nothing can cut me down.

But what if the damage is caused, if the damage is caused,

What is next?

What if the damage is caused, and no one will ever drag you back ...

Just leave alone.

In search of a rope, to restrain me, holding on to the best in this and in you, holding on to the best in all this time ...

It will appear, but only you will have to wait.

Well, yes, you will wait for this heart, like a broken clock, watch, watch, heart, like a broken clock ...

It will appear, but only you will have to wait.

Well, yes, you will wait for this heart, like a broken clock, clock, clock. The heart is like a broken clock ...