Roxanne / You don’t have to put on the red light / Those days are over / You don’t have to sell your body to the night
Baixar Mais Tocadas: ouvir Sting
E amanhã a chuva levará / O sangue que a luta deixou derramar / Na pele a dor do aço tão cruel / Jamais a nossa voz vai calar
I am the monster you created / You ripped out all my parts / And worst of all, for me to live / I gotta kill the part of me that saw
White page, an empty field of snow / My room is 25 below / This cold man chasing ghosts / A road lies underneath a buried boat
Why are there women here dancing on their own? / Why is there this sadness in their eyes? / Why are the soldiers here / Their faces fixed like stone?
You could say I lost my faith in science and progress / You could say I lost my belief in the holy church / You could say I lost my sense of direction / You could say all of this and worse but
The Streets are wet / The lights have yet / To shed their tawdry lustre on the scene / My skirt’s too short
No earthly church has ever blessed our union / No state has ever granted us permission / No family bond has ever made us two / No company has ever earned commission
You’ll remember me when the west wind moves / Upon the fields of barley / You’ll forget the Sun in his jealous sky / As we walk in the fields of gold
Seven days was all she wrote / A kind of ultimatum note / She gave to me, she gave to me / When I thought the field had cleared