ترجمه: خورشید. مرگ عاشقانه.
Close your eyes Kiss my lips I'll put my hands on your hips And pull you in to Your own Romantic death I'm looking down the barrel of a gun Just for
do Down in the park where the chant is Death, death, death til' sun cries morning Down in the park with friends of mine We are not lovers, we are not romantics
were stones in black stillness Dreaming of the death of the sun Waking to a world of white windiness Painted eyes of the holy ones The death of the
We are not romantics We are here to serve you" A different face but the words never change Down in the park Where the chant is "death, death" Until the sun
things they do (CHORUS) We are not lovers We are not romantics We are here to serve you Down to the park Where the chant is death Death until the sun
the park where the chant is death, death, death Until' the sun cries mornin' Down in the park with friends of mine We are not lovers, we are not romantics
touch and go Yes, we are friends and we can f*** And we may learn to like each other if that's our luck It's life and death, it's sun and rain Come on
they do down in the park where the chant is death, death, death til' sun cries morning down in the park with friends of mine we are not lovers, we are not romantics
the waves. The pull of the waves; the natural decay of all that is made is how redemption is paid. Say Dickinson, who do you blame for your romantic death
were stones in black stillness Dreaming of the death of the sun Waking to a world of white blindness Painted eyes of the holy ones The death of the word
we were stones in black stillness Dreaming of the death of the sun Waking to a world of white blindness Painted eyes of the holy ones The death of the
had their meetings there in London town Back in Germany one man had made the people see It was a vision that could never be - No The SS-Officer of death
