所属专辑:Pistola
歌手: Willy DeVille
时长: 05:18
Lyrics by:DeVille[00:00:00]
DeVille[00:00:00]
There's a park somewhere[00:00:18]
Maybe in new york maybe in paris[00:00:22]
Maybe in barcelona[00:00:27]
Early in the morning[00:00:31]
There is the artist[00:00:33]
The creator[00:00:38]
With a small black beret[00:00:41]
A cane[00:00:42]
And a small back dog[00:00:43]
In the twilight of his life[00:00:46]
Sees his work[00:00:49]
And he feels[00:00:51]
There stands the woman of his dreams[00:01:24]
His love made in stone[00:01:28]
Time is so short now[00:01:34]
She has her arms outstretched[00:01:39]
Opened[00:01:42]
Looking at the stars all through the day[00:01:44]
And longing for the night[00:01:51]
She feels[00:01:53]
She looks up at the stars[00:02:38]
And prays[00:02:41]
I would do anything[00:02:42]
To be a real woman[00:02:44]
Of flesh of love[00:02:45]
And of that life I long for so[00:02:48]
So the stars give her the night[00:02:52]
Warning her do not touch[00:02:55]
Or they will die[00:02:58]
The next morning[00:03:41]
Walking his dog[00:03:44]
With a cane in his hand[00:03:45]
The artist he looks up[00:03:47]
Sees a woman entwined[00:03:50]
With what looks like a man[00:03:54]
Wrapped there together[00:03:58]
He said my creation my creation[00:04:05]
That's a woman and that's a man[00:04:16]
That's a woman and that's a man[00:04:24]
My creation[00:04:36]
That's a woman[00:04:41]
And that's a man[00:04:46]