Bruce Springsteen - Silver Palomino (текст)


“A mother dies, leaving her young son to come to terms with the loss. In remembrance of Fiona Chappel, for her sons Tyler and Oliver.
I was barely 13 years old
She came out of the Guadalupe’s on a night so cold
Her coat was frosted diamonds in the sallow moon’s glow
My silver [...]

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