Fuck those crowing crows, nicotine stains my throat On a slow moving boat, I move, looking for you
And down the river along the sea Up in the sky a big black kite follows
Stranger with skin pale as the moon Who woke me in my hotel room On my made connection to an unknown world I'm hoping to find you
Down the mountain, pear and apple trees Up in the breeze, a big black sheet falling
Empty park so lifeless and quiet, walk it every day On my way to Chinatown to buy presents for my love Black kite black kite black kite
Telephone beside my bed, will it ever ring? Paper laying at my door, air outside the window Black kite black kite black kiteTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
