Paroles de la chanson The Wind Cries Mary par Jimi Hendrix
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Paroles de la chanson The Wind Cries Mary par Jimi Hendrix
After all the jacks are in their boxes
And the clowns have all gone to bed
You can hear happiness staggering on down the street footprints dressed in red
And the wind whispers Mary
A broom is drearily sweeping up the broken pieces of yesterdays life
Somewhere a queen is weeping
Somewhere a king has no wife
And the wind, it cries Mary
The traffic lights, they turn, uh, blue tomorrow
And shine their emptiness down on my bed
And the clowns have all gone to bed
You can hear happiness staggering on down the street footprints dressed in red
And the wind whispers Mary
A broom is drearily sweeping up the broken pieces of yesterdays life
Somewhere a queen is weeping
Somewhere a king has no wife
And the wind, it cries Mary
The traffic lights, they turn, uh, blue tomorrow
And shine their emptiness down on my bed
The tiny island sags down stream
Cause the life that lived is, is dead
And the wind screams Mary
Uh-will the wind ever remember the names it has blow in the past?
And with this crutch, its old age
And its wisdom it whispers, "No, this will be the last"
And the wind cries Mary
Cause the life that lived is, is dead
And the wind screams Mary
Uh-will the wind ever remember the names it has blow in the past?
And with this crutch, its old age
And its wisdom it whispers, "No, this will be the last"
And the wind cries Mary
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