broom is drearily sweeping Up the broken pieces of yesterday?s life Somewhere a queen is weeping Somewhere a king has no wife And the wind, it cries
on the forthcoming As I know it won't be happening And you know, when I'm gone You'll hear my cries on the wind
broom is drearily sweeping up the broken pieces of yesterdays life Somewhere a queen is weeping Somewhere a king has no wife And the wind, it cries
A broom is drearily sweeping Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life. Somewhere a Queen is weeping, Somewhere a King has no wife. And the wind cries
dwell on the forthcoming As I know it won't be happening And you know, when I'm gone You'll hear my cries on the wind
my heart Oh I don't care, it's my destiny A passenger of the dark The wind cries tell me, tell me Who killed Norma Jean, have you seen? The wind cries
my bed The tiny island sags downstream 'cause the life that lived is, is dead And the wind screams mary And the wind cries mary Will the wind ever
A broom is drearily sweeping, Up the broken peices of yesterday's life. Somewhere a Queens is weepin', Somewhere a King has no wife. And the wind cries
broom is drearily sweeping Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life Somewhere a Queen is weeping Somewhere a King has no wife And the wind it cries Mary
A broom is drearily sweeping up the broken pieces of yesterdays life Somewhere a queen is weeping Somewhere a king has no wife And the wind, it cries
down on my bed The tiny island sags downsteam 'Cause the life that lived there is dead And the wind wind screams Mary Will the wind ever remember
Translation: Anathema. Cries On The Wind.
Translation: Blue System. The Wind Cries (Who Killed Norma Jean ?).
