Testo Wolves - Pompeya
Testo della canzone Wolves (Pompeya), tratta dall'album Dreamers
Stories everyone could tell
Give the man at the edge of the ocean
Decent things are hard to feel
Hard to make me feel emotion
Dying in a city light
I feel like I've almost died
Doesn't seem to be a good time for you
Pick it up from the underground
Here is our agenda
Pick it up from town to town
The streets are abandoned
After the midnight hour
We will go out
We'll catch all the stars and the bullets
Under the moonlight shine
This is our time
The wolves are already howling
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo
I'm calling you to this rendezvous
Calling the night
Calling the night
There ain't no sentimentals
After the midnight hour
We will go out
We'll catch all the stars and the bullets
Under the moonlight shine
This is our time
The wolves are already howling
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo
I'm calling you to this rendezvous
Calling the night
Calling the night
Calling the night
Calling the night
Calling the night
Calling the night
Calling the night
Calling the night
Credits
Writer(s): David Hartley, Jarrad Kritzstein, Daniil Brod, Philip Bloom, Denis Agafonov
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