Исполнитель: Sting

Композиция: Moon Over Bourbon Street


There's a moon over Bourbon Street tonight
 I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
 I've no choice but to follow that call
 The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
 I pray everyday to be strong
 For I know what I do must be wrong
 Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
 While there's a moon over Bourbon Street

 It was many years ago that I became what I am
 I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
 Now I can only show my face at noon
 And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon
 The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
 I've the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest
 Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
 While there's a moon over Bourbon Street

 She walks everyday through the streets of New Orleans
 She's innocent and young from a family of means
 I have stood many times outside her window at night
 To struggle with my instinct in the pale moon light
 How could I be this way when I pray to God above
 I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love
 Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
 While there's a moon over Bourbon Street 
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