Paroles de la chanson Black Wave par
Black Wave
This goose is cooked, these tongues are tied,
Around the block, an airborne blight,
But looking on the brighter side,
There's far less to which I?d be obliged,
In the meadow where the black breeze blows,
Where underneath the waves, you were most alone,
Can you hear a subtle, aching tone?
Through the water, through the Earth, chill the bones.
Looking on the brighter side,
Looking on the brighter side,
Looking on the brighter side,
This goose is cooked, these tongues are tied,
Around the block, an airborne blight,
But looking on the brighter side,
There's far less to which I?d be obliged,
In the meadow where the black breeze blows,
Where underneath the waves, you were most alone,
Can you hear a subtle, aching tone?
Through the water, through the Earth, chill the bones.
Looking on the brighter side,
Looking on the brighter side,
Looking on the brighter side,
Looking on the brighter side