Текст песни 20 Years Of Snow (Live At Shepherd's Bush) - Regina Spektor
He's
a
wounded
animal
He
lives
in
a
matchbox
He's
a
wounded
animal
And
he's
been
coming
around
here
He's
a
dying
breed
He's
a
dying
breed
His
daughter
is
20
years
of
snow
falling
She's
20
years
of
strangers
looking
into
each
other's
eyes
She's
20
years
of
clean
She
never
truly
hated
anyone
or
anything
She's
a
dying
breed
She's
a
dying
breed
She
says
I'd
prefer
the
moss
I'd
prefer
the
mouth
The
baby
of
the
swamps
A
baby
of
the
south
I'm
20
years
of
clean
And
I
never
truly
hated
anyone
or
anything
20
years
of
clean
20
years
of
clean
But
I
got
to
get
me
out
of
here
This
place
is
full
of
dirty
old
men
And
the
navigators
with
their
mappy
maps
And
moldy
heads
and
pissing
on
sugarcubes
I
got
to
get
me
out
of
here
This
place
is
full
of
dirty
old
men
And
the
navigators
with
their
mappy
maps
And
moldy
heads
and
pissing
on
sugarcubes
While
you
stare
at
your
boots
And
the
words
float
out
like
holograms
And
the
words
float
out
like
holograms
And
the
words
float
out
like
holograms
They
say,
feel
the
waltz,
feel
the
waltz
Come
on,
baby,
baby,
now
feel
the
waltz
Feel
the
waltz,
feel
the
waltz
Come
on,
baby,
baby,
now
feel
the
waltz
(Thank
you)
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