Текст песни The Peacock - Beirut
There′s
an
anwser
for
I'm
cold
again
Back
in
the
sand
just
like
those
soldier
men
And
even
once
I
fell
down
in
the
narrow
lanes
On
the
ground
I
lay
And
I
would
say
Infernal
heat
can′t
take
the
sound
in
here
Shake
the
trees
see
what
falls
out
of
them
In
a
city
where
nobody
hears
A
bird
call
fine
Fine
winter's
here
again
Calls
and
sings
Berlin,
Berlin
Among
the
camp
we're
done
with
him
We′d
shoot
him
down
But
then,
but
then
Where
should
I
begin,
begin
He′s
the
only
one
who
knows
the
words
He's
the
only
one
who
knows
the
words
He′s
the
only
one
who
knows
the
words
He's
the
only
one
who
knows
the
words
He′s
the
only
one
who
knows
the
words
He's
the
only
one
who
knows
the
words
He′s
the
only
one
who
knows
the
words
He's
the
only
one
who
knows
the
words
1 A Candle's Fire
2 Santa Fe
3 East Harlem
4 Goshen
5 Payne's Bay
6 The Rip Tide
7 Vagabond
8 The Peacock
9 Port of Call
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