Bruce Springsteen - Black Cowboys (текст)


“Rainey Williams’ playground was the Mott Haven streets where he ran past melted candles and flower wreaths, names and photos of young black faces, whose death and blood consecrated these places. Rainey’s mother said, “Rainey stay at my side, for you are my blessing you are my pride. It’s your [...]

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