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ARCADE FIRE "The Suburbs"1043%

BAND OF HORSES "Infinite Arms"14%

ELLIE GOULDING "Lights"28%

JANELLE MONAE "ArchAndroid"28%

KANYE WEST "My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy"417%

LADY ANTEBELLUM "Need You Now"14%

LAURA MARLING "I Speak Because I Can"14%

MARINA & THE DIAMONDS "The Family Jewels"28%

PLAN B "Defamation Of Strickland Banks"14%

RUMER "Seasons Of My Soul"00%

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Музыкальня поэзия  |  Fairytale Of New York -- THE POGUES & KIRSTY McCOLL (written by Shane MacGowan & Jem Finer)

Fairytale Of New York -- THE POGUES & KIRSTY McCOLL (written by Shane MacGowan & Jem Finer)

Текст одного из главных рождественских хитов 1987 года: "Нью-Йоркская сказка" в исполнении фолк-группы THE POGUES и певицы KIRSTY McCOLL, ныне покойной...

Любовная лирика, полная красочности и рождественской восторженности. Это один из многочисленных гимнов Нью-Йорку...





Fairytale Of New York
(Shane MacGowan, Jem Finer)

Performed by THE POGUES & KIRSTY McCOLL

It was Christmas Eve babe in the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song, The Rare Old Mountain Dew
And I turned my face away and dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one, came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling this year's for me and you
So happy Christmas, I love you baby
I can see a better time when all our dreams come true

They've got cars big as bars, they've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand on a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome, You were pretty, Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing they howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks they were singing
We kissed on the corner then danced through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir were singing 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day

You're a bum, You're a punk, You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scum bag, You maggot, You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse, I pray God It's our last

I could have been someone, well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me when I first found you
I kept them with me babe, I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone I've built my dreams around you

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