Lyrics Thom Yorke - True Love Waits
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I'll drown my beliefs
To have you be in peace
I'll dress like niece
To wash your swollen feet
Just don't leave, don't leave
And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love wins
On lollipops and crisps
Just don't leave, don't leave
I'm not living
I'm just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kiss and smile
(your crazy kitten smile...)
Just lonely, just lonely...
поцелуи твои крепче ямайского гашиша
а глаза темнее июльских ночей
может, я тебе не дороже карандаша
может, просто не понял ещё, кто из нас чей
ничего больше никто никому не должен
а в наушниках стонет Том: "true love waits.." - остальное не важно
на три четверти жить опасно! но к чертям осторожность
спроси у любого художника, так скажет каждый
ты шаманишь, забываешь красные свитера
а ключицы твои острее медных ключей
я хочу поцелуев крепче ямайского гашиша
я хочу твоих глах, и столь редких июльских ночей
To have you be in peace
I'll dress like niece
To wash your swollen feet
Just don't leave, don't leave
And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love wins
On lollipops and crisps
Just don't leave, don't leave
I'm not living
I'm just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kiss and smile
(your crazy kitten smile...)
Just lonely, just lonely...
поцелуи твои крепче ямайского гашиша
а глаза темнее июльских ночей
может, я тебе не дороже карандаша
может, просто не понял ещё, кто из нас чей
ничего больше никто никому не должен
а в наушниках стонет Том: "true love waits.." - остальное не важно
на три четверти жить опасно! но к чертям осторожность
спроси у любого художника, так скажет каждый
ты шаманишь, забываешь красные свитера
а ключицы твои острее медных ключей
я хочу поцелуев крепче ямайского гашиша
я хочу твоих глах, и столь редких июльских ночей
I'll drown my beliefs
To have you be in peace
I'll dress like niece
To wash your swollen feet
Just do not leave
And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love wins
On lollipops and crisps
Just do not leave
I'm not living
I'm just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kiss and smile
(your crazy kitten smile ...)
Just lonely, just lonely ...
your kisses are stronger than jamaican hashish
and eyes are darker than July nights
maybe I'm not more expensive than a pencil
maybe I just didn't understand yet which of us is
nothing else nobody owes anyone
and Tom moans in the headphones: "true love waits .." - the rest is not important
three quarters is dangerous to live! but to hell with caution
ask any artist so everyone will say
you shaman, you forget red sweaters
your collarbones are sharper than copper keys
I want kisses stronger than Jamaican hashish
I want your wits, and so rare July nights
To have you be in peace
I'll dress like niece
To wash your swollen feet
Just do not leave
And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love wins
On lollipops and crisps
Just do not leave
I'm not living
I'm just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kiss and smile
(your crazy kitten smile ...)
Just lonely, just lonely ...
your kisses are stronger than jamaican hashish
and eyes are darker than July nights
maybe I'm not more expensive than a pencil
maybe I just didn't understand yet which of us is
nothing else nobody owes anyone
and Tom moans in the headphones: "true love waits .." - the rest is not important
three quarters is dangerous to live! but to hell with caution
ask any artist so everyone will say
you shaman, you forget red sweaters
your collarbones are sharper than copper keys
I want kisses stronger than Jamaican hashish
I want your wits, and so rare July nights