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Here I sit
Alone
At a window
The rain
Falls down
On the class
In the cold
All my life
I ve been waiting
For a moment
It never came
Maybe never will
Ah,sometimes I don t know

Those days are gone
Now I hide where I just can t say
I m still watching your tears
As They fall to the ground

You, you re walking away
You couldn t stay
You need a change of heart
You, you re walking away
You couldn t stay
You need a change of heart

Trees are bare - The earth it is hard
I wait ,for winter - Soft winter and snow

Tekst :

Waiting for the midnight hour (x6)

CHORUS:
My name is
Dracula, Come here, I ve something for you
Dracula, I need a little life
Dracula, And you are gonna be my wife

Walking through the town when the streets are bare in the night
Shadows everywhere, are you sure it s a trick of the light?
Fear is at your heal but you kick it away,
you re so sure theres nothing behind you
Thats a mistake you can make just one time

I bet you thought that I was a ficticous guy from the movie screen
Now its far too late for you to break this date, you missed your chance to scream
My only sense of humor s in a jugular vein
and your neck is on the menu tonight
Soon you will know what it s like to be mine

CHORUS

As long as you live
The Bride of Dracula
(x3)

As long as you live you ll be
Waiting, waiting for the midnight hour (x8)

Tekst :

[CHORUS:]

No lies. No angels. No heaven. oh.oh.oh.oh.
No lies. No angels. No heaven. oh.oh.oh.oh.
No lies. No angels. No heaven. oh.oh.oh.oh.

Waiting on a corner on a red light street.
Were the dealers and the junkies and the graveyards meet.
By the light of a street light moon.
If you hang around here Babe your leaving soon.
On the run from the country from the law.
Well, here s a safe place behind every front door.
Wanna wonder where the guidebook doesn t go.
Watching the windows. Part of the side show.

[CHROUS:]

Where the money mens wallets bleed.
Where the fat cat sinners go for his needs.
Where the vicor goes for his sins.
Where the stick up artists get stuck in.
Look around here it s no big deal.
For an ounce of pleasure or a five minute feel.
Riding side sattle on a rented machine.
Hang on loosely. Part of the scene.

[CHORUS:]

Il ne sait pas, que je le voit
Tous les soirs je m infiltre dans sa vie
je le regarde et ca m fait mal
de savoir que bientôt elle sera là
ouououououououuo
Il l emmenènera peut-être, dans une ambiance de fièvre
danser sur une musique qui la transportera.....

Have you disappeared
With all of life shining upon you
Into the brightness of today
You encircle me room to room
Partaking of your grace

My heart is in trepedation
For I have a bit of fear
Though I am filled with love for your presence
You tease me like...

Byłeś gnojem i jak wieprz
bezcześciłeś ciało ezoteryczne
filigrany i moriole
mimpilują w strunę zwijając się

ref.
I powrócą z głębi rur
z piwnic złych i ścieków
a odbiją się od ścian
pozbawią oddechu

byłeś gnojem i jak wieprz
bezcześciłeś ciało ezoteryczne
migotanie pewnych fal
nieustannie karmi...

Chciałbyś być jednym z tych, którym się zawsze udaje
Dlatego jesteś jednym z tych, co zawsze udaje
To życie, czego chcemy nie każdemu daje
A trzeba pchać je dalej
Chciałbyś mieć na wszystkie decyzje wpływ
Szukasz podtekstów w każdej z nich
A tak naprawdę nie wie nikt
Czy ty to na pewno ty

Nie chcę pieniędzy
I dóbr materialnych...

All the news prophets all destroying the down
When you see that honking antelope,
The secret dance of snakes
The tales of it all
Of it all
Run away ...