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Leonard Cohen - Stories of the Street

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Piesa Leonard Cohen Stories of the Street face parte de pe albumul The Songs of Leonard Cohen , lansat in anul 1968 la casa de discuri Columbia .

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The stories of the street are mine, the Spanish voices laugh 
The Cadillacs go creeping now through the night and the poison gas 
And I lean from my window sill in this old hotel I chose 
Yes, one hand on my suicide, one hand on the rose 
I know you've heard it's over now and war must surely come 
The cities they are broke in half and the middle men are gone 
But let me ask you one more time, oh, children of the dusk 
All these hunters who are shrieking now, oh, do they speak for us? 
And where do all these highways go, now that we are free? 
Why are the armies marching still that were coming home to me? 
Oh, lady with your legs so fine, oh, stranger at your wheel 
You are locked into your suffering and your pleasures are the seal 
The age of lust is giving birth and both the parents ask 
The nurse to tell them fairy tales on both sides of the glass 
And now the infant with his cord is hauled in like a kite 
And one eye filled with blueprints, one eye filled with night 
Oh, come with me my little one, we will find that farm 
And grow us grass and apples there and keep all the animals warm 
And if by chance I wake at night and I ask you who I am 
Oh, take me to the slaughterhouse, I will wait there with the lamb 
With one hand on the hexagram and one hand on the girl 
I balance on a wishing well that all men call the world 
We are so small between the stars, so large against the sky 
And lost among the subway crowds I try to catch your eye


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