Текст песни Wuthering Heights - Hayley Westenra, Ian Dean & Royal Philharmonic Orchestra

Out on the wiley, windy moors
We′d roll and fall in green
You had a temper like my jealousy
Too hot, too greedy
How could you leave me
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you, I loved you, too
Bad dreams in the night
They told me I was going to lose the fight
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering Heights
Heathcliff, it's me-Cathy
Come home, I′m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window
Heathcliff, it's me-Cathy
Come home, I'm so cold!
Let me in-a-your window
Ooh, it gets dark! It gets lonely
On the other side from you
I pine a lot, I find the lot
Falls through without you
I′m coming back, love
Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream
My only master
Too long I roam in the night
I′m coming back to his side, to put it right
I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering Heights
Heathcliff, it′s me-Cathy
Come home, I'm so cold!
Let me in-a-your window
Heathcliff, it′s me-Cathy
Come home, I'm so cold!
Let me in-a-your window
Ooh! Let me have it
Let me grab your soul away
Ooh! Let me have it
Let me grab your soul away
You know it′s me-Cathy!
Heathcliff, it's me-Cathy
Come home, I'm so cold!
Let me in-a-your window
Heathcliff, it′s me-Cathy
Come home, I′m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window
Heathcliff, it's me-Cathy
Come home, I′m so cold!