Bruce Springsteen - Paradise (текст)

“Where the river runs black
I take the schoolbooks from your pack
Plastics, wire and your kiss
The breath of eternity on your lips

In the crowded marketplace
I drift from face to face
I hold my breath and close my eyes
And I wait for paradise

The virginia hills have gone to brown
Another day another sun going down
I visit you in another dream

I reach and feel your hair
Your smell lingers in the air
I brush your cheek with my fingertips
I taste the void upon your lips
And I wait for paradise

I search for you on the other side
Where the river runs clean and wide
Up to my heart the waters rise

I sink `neath the water cool and clear
Drifting down, I disappear
I see you on the other side
I search for the peace in your eyes
But they’re as empty as paradise
They’re as empty as paradise

I break above the waves
I feel the sun upon my face”.

Bruce Springsteen, Paradise

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