Lyrics for songs in English
Door - don't close the door,
I want to feel the cold,
I want to see the light.
Momma, where've you gone?
This is no dream.
Can't make it right if it's wrong.
You're dancing with strangers,
You're fighting with friends.
It's a matter of time
Between love and despair.
Falling over the line,
Empty hearts and icy stares.
Oh, call me Solitaire!
The eyes - in the face on the wall
Follow me round the room,
Follow me everywhere.
A heart without an echo,
A man without a child,
Alone with all my sorrow.
What is it children falls from the sky?
Tayi taya tayi aye aye!
Manna from heaven, from the most high.
Food from the father. Tayi taya aye!
We shall live again, we shall live again,
We shall live again.
Shake out the ghost dance, we shall live!
Peace to your brother; give and take peace.
Tayi, taya, it leaves two feet:
One foot extended, snake to the ground.
Wave up the earth, one turn around.
Stretch out your arms, now tip and swing,
Rude up thy bird, tayi, tayi!
Threw out your shoe over the soil,
Dust off the words that shaped from the tale!
Here we are, father, lord, holy ghost,
Bread of your bread, ghost of your host.
We are the tears that fall from your eyes,
Word of your word, cry of your cry.
My my, hey hey
Rock and roll is here to stay.
It's better to burn out than to fade away.
My my, hey hey
Out of the blue and into the black.
They give you this, but you pay for that.
And once you're gone, you can never come back
When you're out of the blue and into the black
The king is gone, but he's not forgotten.
Is this the story of a Johnny Rotten?
It's better to burn out than to fade away.
The king is gone, but he's not forgotten.
Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture than meets the eye
Hey hey, my my
Black is the color of my true love's hair.
His face so soft and wondrous fair,
The purest eyes
And the strongest hands.
I love the ground on where he stands.
I love the ground on where he stands.
Black is the color of my true love's hair,
Of my true love's hair,
Of my true love's hair.
Oh I love my lover
And well he knows.
Yes, I love the ground on where he goes.
And still I hope
That the time will come
When he and I will be as one,
When he and I will be as one,
When he and I will be as one.
So black is the color of my true love's hair,
Of my true love's hair,
Of my true love's hair.
