Текст (слова) песни: Simon and Garfunkel - Bleeker Street
Fog`s rollin` in off the East River bank Like a shroud it covers Bleeker Street Fills the alleys where men sleep Lies the shepherd from the sheep Voices leaking from a sad cafe Smiling faces try to understand I saw a shadow touch a shadow`s hand On Bleeker Street A poet reads his crooked rhyme Holy, holy is his sacrament Thirty dollars pays your rent On Bleeker Street I head a church bell softly chime In a melody sustainin` It`s a long road to Cainan On Bleeker Street Bleeker Street
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