En souvenir du cours d'anglais... loOoOoOol
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Bruce Springsteen
The streets of Philadelphia
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I was bruised
And battered,
I couldn't tell what I felt.
I was unrecognizable to myself.
I saw my reflection in a window
I didn't know my own face
Oh Brother, gonna leave me wasting away
In the streets of Philadelphia
I walk in the avenue,
'Tell my legs feel like stone.
I heard voices of friends vanished and gone,
At night I hear the blood in my veine
This is black and whispering as the rain
On the Streets of Philadelphia
And an angel gonna greet me
It's just you and I my friend
And my clothes don't fit me no more
I walked thousand miles just to slip this skin
The night has fallen, I'm lyin' awake
I can feel myself fading away
So receive me brother with your faithless kiss
Or will we leave each other alone like this
On the streets of Philadelphia
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Posted on Wednesday, 11 May 2005 at 10:04 AM
Edited on Saturday, 14 May 2005 at 9:47 AM
