Текст (слова) песни: Flogging Molly - The Kilburn High Road
Many`s the day I took for granted Breathing the air that sinlenced some As the North Wind blew With its head of thunder Beating its breast with a war drenched song Bathe awhile, awash in slumber Cry what`s left to sleep Where you dream of the love you left forever But pity no more nor grieve
For we`re the kings of it all For the day we were born Now we`re the kings of the Kilburn High Sure we`ll always take a drop and we`ll never leave a sup Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye We were the kings of the Kilburn High
Listen to the sound of dead men dying March as they flee but exiled bound Their ship once sailed no longer anchors For gone is the green And their hallowed gound
Toast to tears of times past glories This ageless clock chime stalls Where to kiss the lips of that love forgotten To fly where no others have soared
For we`re the kings of it all For the day we were born Now we`re the kings of the Kilburn High Sure we`ll always take a drop and we`ll never leave a sup Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye We were the kings of the Kilburn High
Toast to tears of times past glories This ageless clock chime stalls Where to kiss the lips of that love forgotten To fly where no others have soared
For we`re the kings of it all For the day we were born Now we`re the kings of the Kilburn High Sure we`ll always take a drop and we`ll never leave a sup Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye We were the kings of the Kilburn High
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