Текст песни: Old Queens Head + перевод

There’s a bar at rumour road

A dormitory of deeds that interest me

And one such as he or she who feeds of

the floor, the fruits are bitter sweet

They were good enough to eat for (?)

So they should be good enough to eat for me

And the (?) of this place is my old queen

And she eats these fruits exclusively

But they’re merciless to the angels

The royal blooded, sweet of heart

And my queen is all free of these

The patriots of class

And the cynics they all raise a toast

To the broken and the dead

And the romantic simplifies the most

With the old queens head

I’ve stumbled drunk enough times

from this room to home, with many wounds

To know that nothing mean more than

the force of faith beneath the moon

But I’m a romantic who has never had romance

A lover who’s never had love’s dance

Next to the royalty who is skewer than a lance

The optimist temps me to take a chance

But they’re merciless to the angels

The royal blooded, sweet of heart

And my queen is all free of these

The patriots of class

And the cynics they all raise a glass

To the broken and the dead

And the romantic simplifies the most

With the old queens head

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