Cult, The - She Sells Sanctuary - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

“She Sells Sanctuary” is not a song, but a whole era. The era of the hot sun. The era of stylish dark glasses, shorts and motley shirts with a short sleeve. The era of powerful machines, shiny with their polished hoods on the midday sun. The era of palm trees on the street, a 5 -minute beach from the sea. The era of itching mini-darts of scooters worn throughout the streets. The era of easily dressed women walking towards an intriguing smile. The era of salty sea air on the street and unnatural, conditioned in the rooms. The era of life, not survival. An era where I have never been and where I would like to get so.