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Текст (слова) песни: cowboy junkies - Ring on The Sill
She placed her ring on the sill,
Dishes piled high
Shes on the front porch step
And the air smells like snow
Shes thinking of the siege to come
And how shell miss those weekends
In the park with the sun on her face
And her book by her side and that
Lingering taste that he left on her tongue
He lifts his glass from the table
It leaves a ring where it stood
He sees the light from the window
Caress her like he knows he should
Hes remembering the first time he kissed her
And how hed wake
And immediately hed miss her,
Like a spell, with each breath,
Hed taste her breath like a haunting,
Irritating as hell
Do you remember when youd pray
To never see the day
When someone would make you feel this way
cause you knew
They would cut right through you
And once inside, you were afraid theyd find
Nothing to hold on to
He puts her ring on her finger,
She brushes back his hair
He takes a sip from his glass,
She inhales the cold fall air
And theyre thinking of the long road ahead
And the strength that they will need
Just to reach the end
And there in the silence they search for
The balance between this fear that they feel
And a love that has graced their lives
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