Deserted Cities of The Heart — текст песни (Eric Clapton)

By jack bruce and pete brown



Upon this street where time has died.

The golden treat you never tried.

In times of old, in days gone by.

If I could catch your dancing eye.



It was on the way,

On the road to dreams, yeah.

Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah.



The street is cold, its trees are gone.

The storys told the dark has won.

Once we set sail to catch a star.

We had to fail, it was too far.



Chorus



I felt the wind shout like a drum.

You said, "my friend, loves end has come."

It couldnt last, had to stop.

You drained it all to the last drop.



Chorus



Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah.



On this dark street the sun is black.

The winter life is coming back.

On this dark street its cold inside.

Theres no retreat from time thats died.



It was on the way,

On the road to dreams, yeah.

Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah.

Now my hearts drowned in no love.