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Текст и слова песни John Elton – Funeral For a Freind (love Lies Bleeding)

The roses in the window box
Have tilted to one side,
Everything about this house
Was born to grow and die.

It doesn't seem a year ago
To this very day
You said I'm sorry honey,
If I don't change the pace,
I can't face another day.

And love lies bleeding in my hand,
It kills me to think of you with another man.
I was playing rock-nproll and you were just a fan,
But my guitar couldn't hold you
So I spilt the band.
Love lies bleeding in my hands

I wonder if those changes
Have left a scar on you,
Like all the burning hoops of fire
That you and I passed through.

You're bluebird on a telegraph line
I hope you're happy now,

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