Текст песни Time To Die - The Stranglers
Time
To
Die
My
eyes
have
gazed
upon
things
You
couldnÂ′t
imagine
Neon
storms
on
the
airstrips
at
Sales
Marsh
I
saw
hope
in
King
Gomez
Cape
of
eyes
Before
the
Ten
Year
Fog
Alas
these
things
will
disappear
Like
shifting
sands
in
an
oceanÂ's
bed
Time
to
die
Time
to
die
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