Petra Marklund - Svarta Moln (превод на енглески)

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Black clouds

That's what you were to me
A bottle of medicine
A shoulder to cry on, I can't hate you
I can't hate you, and whatever you do
And whatever you do to me
I can't hate you
ohh ohh ohh ohh oh whatever you do to me
 
When you're lying there on the ground
And looking at the black clouds up there
Then you know
That I'll hold you, that I'll hold you, I'll hold you
 
When they stab you in the back
And there's almost no money left
You know that you'll hold me, that you'll hold me
You'll hold me
You'll hold me, you'll hold me, you'll hold me
 
Take me away from here, London and Paris
It doesn't make a difference, we are a fantasy
We are a fantasy, and whatever we do
And whatever we do, us two
 
When you're lying there on the ground
And looking at the black clouds up there
You know
That I'll hold you, I'll hold you, I'll hold you
 
When they stab you in the back
And there's almost no money left
I know that you'll hold me, you'll hold me
you'll hold me
You'll hold me, you'll hold me
You'll hold me
You'll hold me, you'll hold me
 
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