Представляем точный текст композиции "Burgandy" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Common Rotation . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Burgandy» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Common Rotation передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Common Rotation - "Burgandy"
Lyrics to Burgandy : Well Ann she bought me a bottle of wine, it was a sultry 93 burgandy She never minded to dine, on me We stare across the sad cafes like were waiting on an accident. When what we think to say makes less sense And Im waiting on the drinks to bring me consent. Cause lately this is just the way it has been, the way it shall be Two tables down an old wise man shoots a grin, You can tell hes happy, happy for me Hang down your head just like Tom Dooley, Poor boy, you know you never once fooled me. You put your trust in the thought that grace was on your side Its such a beautiful day to die. Well I guess it was thoughtful, after all it had just passed my birthday. Bring us another round, one for me and the lady Though she aint my baby. No more dessert coffee, I wont put up another drink. Madam please show us the check but dont leave us here to think. Cause nothing was to move me, at least nothing that was said. But what was most delicately touching was that she recalled That I preferred it red. Hang down your head just like Tom Dooley, Poor boy, you know you never once fooled me. You put your trust in the thought that grace was on your side Its such a beautiful day to die. So we hit the nearest exit, I saddled up the car She leans through my window says I dont like you driving: Oh come on baby you know that its not that far. I drive home to the latest pretty face shes all curled up on the couch The weary whisper How was it'a'' It was fine.a'' But shell never know what the truth is all about. Lying next to the pretty ones, sometimes its the only place to go You fumble around for the old kitchen corkscrew and you break that seal, Cause its all you know. Hang down your head just like Tom Dooley, Poor boy, you know you never once fooled me. You put your trust in the thought that grace was on your side Its such a beautiful day to die. Poor boy, its too late to run and hide. [ Burgandy Lyrics ]
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