Текст песни: Dying On The Vine + перевод

Well, I’ve been chasing ghosts and I don’t like it

I wish someone would show me where to draw the line

I’d lay down my sword if you should take it

And tell everyone back home I’m doing fine

I was with you down in Acapulco

Trading clothing for some wine

Smelling like an old adobe woman

Or a William Burroughs stuck on lost time

And I was thinking about my mother

I was thinking about what’s mine

I was living my life like some Hollywood

But I was dying, I was dying on the vine

Who could sleep through all that noisy chatter

There was troops and celebrations in the sun

And the authorities said «all your papers, they are in order»

But if I wasn’t such a coward I’d try and run

Oh, could you meet me when all the shooting’s over

Meet me on the other side of town

You can bring all of your friends along for protection

It was always very nice to have them hanging around

And I was thinking about my mother

I was thinking about what’s mine

I was living my life like some Hollywood

But I was dying, I was dying on the vine

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