Текст песни All Roads Lead To Rome - The Stranglers
The
streets
of
tarmac
are
straight
as
a
die
With
steel
fingers
clawing
at
the
sky
Inside
the
wall
of
the
citadel
Yellow
chariots
race
Peasants
and
their
peasants'
smells
Hungry
enough
to
touch
your
face.
The
beasts
from
the
end
of
the
century
Adorn
themselves
with
jewellery
Inside
the
wall
of
the
citadel
Yellow
chariots
race
Peasants
and
their
peasants'
smells
Hungry
enough
to
touch
your
face.
Their
eyes
they
change
colour
from
grey
to
green
And
when
they're
blue
they
weigh
the
scene
The
endless
games
played
in
the
timeless
zone
Remind
me
all
roads
lead
to
Rome.
Inside
the
wall
of
the
citadel
Yellow
chariots
race
Peasants
and
their
peasants'
smells
Hungry
to
touch
your
frightened
face.
All
roads
lead
to
Rome
All
roads
lead
to
Rome
All
roads
lead
to
Rome
All
roads
lead
to
Rome
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