Текст песни Seven - David Bowie
I
forgot
what
my
father
said
I
forgot
what
he
said
I
forgot
what
my
mother
said
As
we
lay
upon
your
bed
A
city
full
of
flowers
A
city
full
of
rain
I
got
seven
days
to
live
my
life
Or
seven
ways
to
die
I
forgot
what
my
brother
said
I
forgot
what
he
said
I
don't
regret
anything
at
all
I
remember
how
we
wept
On
a
bridge
of
violent
people
I
was
small
enough
to
cry
I
got
seven
days
to
live
my
life
Or
seven
ways
to
die
Hold
my
face
before
you
Still
my
trembling
heart
Seven
days
to
live
my
life
Or
seven
ways
to
die
The
gods
forgot
they
made
me
So
I
forget
them
too
I
listen
to
the
shadows
I
play
among
their
graves
My
heart
was
never
broken
My
patience
never
tried
I
got
seven
days
to
live
my
life
Or
seven
ways
to
die
Seven
days
to
live
my
life
Or
seven
ways
to
die
Seven
Альбом
‘hours…’
1 Seven (Beck Mix #1)
2 Seven (demo version)
3 Thursday’s Child (Omikron: The Nomad Soul slower version)
4 The Pretty Things Are Going to Hell (Stigmata film version)
5 Survive (Marius DeVries mix)
6 Something in the Air (American Psycho remix)
7 Seven (Beck Mix #2)
8 The Pretty Things Are Going to Hell (edit)
9 The Dreamers (Omikron: The Nomad Soul longer version)
10 New Angels of Promise (Omikron: The Nomad Soul version)
11 The Pretty Things Are Going to Hell (Stigmata film only version)
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