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*** Autor textu: Martin Gore *** Autor hudby: DM
Taken in by the delicate noise
knocked to the ground
by the subtle thunder
shackled and bound by the sound
of your voice
wandering around in silent wonder
what chance did I have
with the silver moon
hanging in the sky
opening old wounds
taking hold of the hem
of your dress
cleanliness only comes in
small doses
bodily whole but my head´s
in a mess
fuelling obsession that borders
psychosis
it is sad disease
creeping through my mind
causing disabilities
of the strangest kind
getting lost in the folds
of your skirt
there´s a price that I pay
for my mission
a body in heaven and a mind
full of dirt
how I suffer the sweetest
condition
taken in by the delicate noise
knocked to the ground
by the subtle thunder
shackled and bound by the sound
of your voice
wandering around in silent wonder
Depeche Mode:
Beatles:
Depeche Mode:
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