Из альбома: Life Is Short
you were 19, I was not
what you were wearing, I forgot
from Barcelona to Madrid
from what you wanted me to ...
to what I did
when you said your heart beat somewhere else
outside of you, outside of yourself
you took the stones out of my street
to lay your head down upon my beach
my hands were empty, your hair was wild
you made me feel like some kind of child
raised by strangers who had to fight their way
through a war still fought today
when you said your heart beat somewhere else
outside of you, outside of yourself
you took the stones out of my street
to lay your head down upon my beach
well you thought you were dancing with somebody else
you didn't even know you were dancing with yourself
you had 16 children to call your own
all of their names now written in stone
well what did you think then all the times I'd say
'each and everyone will go away'
from the mountain to the sea
from my mother back to me
from the lives of simple men
to the stars and back again
I feel my heart beat somewhere else
outside of me, outside of myself
I'll take the stones out of my street
and lay my head down upon the beach
upon the beach