Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
Peter Murphy
When the night is closing
Eyes are running wild
When I hear you humming
All night long
The sign I see it
Tell me am I true
All I need from you is
All I see
This city's paved with cold
Playboys buying fun
Seems there is no hunter left
Without his hunting gun
Can you feel the light?
The air is wild open
Oh, you see the light it's coming through
It's there in the distance
Always offered to me
Always coming over a hill
Oh, your see-saw smile
Lasts me all night long
Like a siren's curl
When the night is long
Now, come hold my hand
No bad vibe hearts
Hold my hand, you know
This journey could be long
Yeah, the seasons come in
All the nights are woven
All the nights, we'll see them through
Ah, no hundred men now
Would dare cut into us
We'll go on and see it through
(Belle)
(Une rose qui a joue son role)
(Mon Miroir)
(Mon clef d'or)
(Mon cheval)
(Et mon gant sont les cinq secrets de ma puissance)
Now, hold my hand
No bad vibe hearts
(Je voulais livrer)
(Il vous suffira de mettre ce gant)
(A votre main droite)
(Il vous transportera ou vous desirez l'etre)
When the night has come in
Your eyes are running wild
Then I hear you humming
All night long
Yeah, the sign I see it
Yeah, the times I see it
All I need to know from you
Is all I see
Can you feel the light?
The air is wild, open
Oh you see the light
It's coming through
It's there in the distance
Always offered to me
Always coming over a hill
Yeah, the seasons come in
All the nights are woven
All the nights, we'll see them through
Ah, no hundred men now
Would dare cut into us
We'll go on and see it through