[Khachaturian]
I can still taste you on my lips, your tenderness You always gave me something The way you made me feel before you left See you're jading me, dazing me
I was sitting at a table Down at the Steak 'n' Sabre with Cain and Abel The circumstance was a different kind of world We were laughing and drinking The
I was sitting at a table Down at the steak 'n' sabre With cain and abel The circumstance was a different kind of world We were laughing and drinking The
town, lay our money down I'll bring you to the sweetest thing that grows Because the fairest ones in sight, are bloomin' every night At a tavern called the Sabre
We were thinking of our shrinking Fruvous budget And we could sit and curse and angrily begrude it Or we could spend the week-end in Fort Erie having
mi amor, que nunca, a nadie quise, con todo, el corazon, que hoy me he convencido, de que tu fuiste mi amooooor. Nunca, nunca, tu sabras, nunca, nunca, yo sabre
I was sitting at a table Down at the Steak 'n' Sabre With Cain and Abel The circumstance was a different kind of world We were laughing and drinking
into town lay our money down I'll bring you to the sweetest thing that grows Because the fairest ones in sight are bloomin' every night At a tavern called the Sabre
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Превод: Франк Черно. Стек "N" Sabre.
Превод: Франк Черно и католици. Стек N Sabre.
Превод: Мокси Fruvous. Танцът Sabre.
Превод: Уди Хърман. Sabre Dance.
Превод: Джо. Забравете Sabre.
Превод: Крис Кристоферсън. В Sabre и розата.
Превод: Skyclad. Sabre Dance.