Paroles de London

Sparklehorse

pochette album London
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Date de parution : 16/07/2010

Durée : 0:02:59

Style : Rock



sonnerie téléphone portable pour London
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(words by william blake (1757 - 1827))

I wander through each chartered street,
Near where the chartered thames does flow,
And mark in every face i meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe

In every cry of every man,
In every infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forged manacles i hear.

How the chimney-sweeper's cry
Every blackening church appalls,
And the hapless soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down palace walls

But most, through midnight streets i hear
How the youthful harlot's curse
Blasts the new-born infant's tear
And blights with plagues the marriage hearse

I wander through each chartered street,
Near where the chartered thames does flow,
And mark in every face i meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe

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