another round Another round He says, "I never complain, I never ask why But please don't let my dreams run dry Underneath, underneath this Amarillo sky" Underneath this Amarillo sky
tractor another round, another round He says I never complain, I never ask why Please don't let my dreams run dry Underneath, underneath this Amarillo Sky Underneath this Amarillo Sky
Translation: Jason Aldean. Amarillo Sky.
awkward breasts And filled the yawning skylines with kisses Sweet to hear existence beat To hold it tangible and drifting Ever so gently sifting summer sky
I'll see you Up in the yellow sky I'll see you Up in this yellow sky I'll see you Up in this yellow sky I'll see you Up in this yellow sky I'll see
breathing inside him And the unforgiving visions deny him Life can only be what a man can make it Hide your eyes Hide your eyes Sunday morning Yellow sky
Translation: Project October. Sunday Morning Yellow Sky.
Я не знаю, не помню Светлых дней юности Похоже, не было их Были горсти подлости Кучи ненависти, Моря предательства И океаны безнадежности По парадам голым
И снова я братцы, а куда деваться? Мегарез — папараци, еще не раз вам даст просраться Передаю по рации координаты дислокации — Зюйц зюйц вес нах, девять
