пойду по земле дальше. Припев: Дождю не больно И пролетало небо над головою Под дождь спокойно Наши слезы, впадут в море. Я не люблю сюрпризов, я жизнь твоя Я дождь
the bathroom stall Your back against the wall Cold tiles beneath your knees Your body broke your fall Spitting into your own Reflection gazing back Inside your porcelain fists
hold of that fistful of rain Grab a hold, grab a hold Grab a hold of that fistful of rain Grab a hold, grab a hold Grab a hold, fistful of rain Grab
a hold of that fistful of rain Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold of that fistful of rain When your grasp
Translation: Zevon, Warren. Fistful Of Rain.
bathroom stall Your back against the wall. Cold tiles beneaath your knees, Your body broke your fall. Spitting into your own reflection gazing back Inside your porcelain fists
Someone told me long ago There's a calm before the storm I know It's been comin' for some time When it's over, so they say It'll rain a sunny day I
