Paroles de la chanson The Bitter Suite (Pájaro / Evil Eye / Tennessee Train) par Calexico & Irone & Wine
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Paroles de la chanson The Bitter Suite (Pájaro / Evil Eye / Tennessee Train) par Calexico & Irone & Wine
Pájaro
Hay sueños lo suficientemente salvajes para pasar el tiempo
Ese pájaro muerto quiere alas pero no lo recuerda
Pero no lo recuerda
No lo recuerda
No lo recuerda
Evil Eye
[Instrumental]
Tennessee Train
My first mom laughed like she never had
She dug a heel deep into the mountainside
Hay sueños lo suficientemente salvajes para pasar el tiempo
Ese pájaro muerto quiere alas pero no lo recuerda
Pero no lo recuerda
No lo recuerda
No lo recuerda
Evil Eye
[Instrumental]
Tennessee Train
My first mom laughed like she never had
She dug a heel deep into the mountainside
You know Grace, who gave me back a gold ring
She always knew what was hers and what was mine
I was only stumbling through her garden gate
Trains leave Tennessee, moaning as they roll away
My last dad was clean as he could ever be
Leaning through a window, rubbing at his evil eye
Last I heard, he saw it all for what it was
There are dreams wild enough to pass the time
Then again, there's all we could trade for a hiding place
Trains leave Tennessee, moaning as they roll away
This dead bird wants the wings he can't recall
A weak preacher standing with a song to sing
Who knows grace staring at a kitchen fire
She always knew what was hers and what was mine
I was only stumbling through her garden gate
Trains leave Tennessee, moaning as they roll away
My last dad was clean as he could ever be
Leaning through a window, rubbing at his evil eye
Last I heard, he saw it all for what it was
There are dreams wild enough to pass the time
Then again, there's all we could trade for a hiding place
Trains leave Tennessee, moaning as they roll away
This dead bird wants the wings he can't recall
A weak preacher standing with a song to sing
Who knows grace staring at a kitchen fire
That's the way I told her I would her anything
Anything wasn't enough to make her stay
Trains leave Tennessee, moaning as they roll away
Roll away
Roll away
Life is bittersweet
Anything wasn't enough to make her stay
Trains leave Tennessee, moaning as they roll away
Roll away
Roll away
Life is bittersweet
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