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Bài hát 1111 - Rufus Wainwright. Woke up this morning a 1111. Wasn't in Portland and I wasn't in heaven. Could have been either by the way I was feeling. But I was alive, I was alive. Woke up this
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I don't want to hold you. And feel so helpless. I don't want to smell you. And lose my senses. And smile in slow motion. With eyes in love I twist like a corkscrew. The sweetness rising. I drin
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Your skin is cold. But the sun shines within your hold. Your hair is gold. But you see through a goldfish bowl. I feel old, sick, and tired. We walk the streets. Gently staring, wondering what t
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This is the day. The day of the death. The death of the matinee idol. Still so beautiful as the angels. As the angels came down from on high So sweet and so soft. So charmingly daft. So young wa
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Bài hát Beauty Mark - Rufus Wainwright. I never had it, I never wanted it, I never had your. Beauty mark. Nor did I have your black hair and hazel eyes. My early childhood was not as simple as yours
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When I am older than these small god damned hills. And there's no reason for my mind to be still Oh, how I'll feel like a beautiful child. Such a beautiful child again When I have finally found my r
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Oh what a shame that your pockets did bleed on St. Valentine's. And you sat in a chair thinking boy I'm such a prince!. Well, life's a train that goes from February on day by day. But it's making
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You've got my lost brother's soul. My dear mother's eyes. A brown horse's mane. And my uncle's name. You walked me down 14th Street. For the doctor to meet after thoughts of the grave. In the ho
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Is true love a trip to Chinatown. Or being held in one's opium gaze. Under the peach trees. There I'll sit and wait Is true love a long walk through Bryant park. Or being held in the month of May.
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Pretty things, so what if I like pretty things. Pretty lies, so what if I like pretty lies From where you are. To where I am now. I need these pretty things. Around the planets of my face. Everyt
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Desdemona, do not go to sleep. Brown eyed Tosca, don't believe the creep. I see it in his eyes And why don't you ladies. Believe me when I'm screaming. I always believe you Violetta, keep your man
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Thought that maybe we'd fall in love over the phone. Thought that maybe I'd really love being alone. Everybody but heaven knows how I was wrong Oh Lord what have I done to myself. In the vicious wo
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Everybody knows that the dice are loaded. Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed. Everybody knows the war is over. Everybody knows the good guys lost. Everybody knows the fight was fixed. The