Текст песни «Parhelion» от Rose Polenzani

Представляем точный текст композиции "Parhelion" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Rose Polenzani . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Parhelion» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Rose Polenzani передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Rose Polenzani - "Parhelion"

Lyrics to Parhelion :

How easily I lie to you,

my own parhelion, and all

to me thats beautiful.

You dream that I flew in 

above the clattering of horses hooves

and among a drift of roses.



A stable full of tumbleweed 

to bed the blonding bride.

We spilled our fearsome treasures

on the deadened straw and half-moon light.



I played your love with plastic

and with stolen movie tickets

and a flower at the hour you awoke.

Was not your prince a princess'

And was patience so rewarded

when the vines were stripped 

and evening broke'



a rippling of welkin at the crush of salty lips,

your lover wore a bandage 

and a slender pair of hips.

With all the love to blind you 

and the wine to will your hands,

youd never dream of wishing 

for a hard Nebraska man.



Were you too young to wonder

when the world made its discovery'

Or could you love without the asking'

And when I turned up bleeding 

in the places I had never shown you,

didnt my love come and kiss me'



How easily I lie to you!



The boys are on the prowl,

should I catch the midnight owl,

or caress whatevers left of your disgrace'

This town is closing in on me,

and smaller here, and darker there,

how can I say goodbye to your face'



There never was a sea level, 

there never was a star.

Except the ones I pushed into your body.

Believe me when I say 

that I was every man for you.

I swear that all my lying 

was the bravest form of truth.



How easily I lie to you, 

my own parhelion, and all

to me thats beautiful.

I said that I was leaving,

but the train is gone, oh, was I wrong

to love you, to love you'



A thimbleful of heaven scudded 

down your tender thigh,

and what was left to do but scurry 

up that mountainside.

The people here will tell you things 

to hurt you when Im gone.

Just you never mind their jealous tongues, parhelion.


[ Parhelion Lyrics  ]

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