Текст песни: My Mother's Son + перевод

All the Protestant girls

They’re all swinging their hips

Fresh coat of red on their lips

In a solar eclipse

I sat on the steps

Church bells rang in my ears

The big blue sky was so clear

When the sun disappeared

White horses on the highway ride

Under this strange and darker sky

A wind will come and scatter seeds

And it will bury all of these

Well, the children sing across the plains

Their voices rise and quickly fade

On a passenger train

Slightly out of my mind

All the women, so kind

Sending chills down my spine

I fell into sleep

And in that sleep, I did dream

That I was torn at the seams

I don’t know what it means

Well, inside of mama, baby kicks

Well, this house is made of stone and sticks

And all these things can break my bones

But everyone must run alone

So, I run all night with bursting lungs

I will always be my mother’s son

Yeah, I will always be my mother’s son

Yeah, and I ain’t no different from anyone

Traffic and stadium lights

That’s the view from the sky

Where that old black bird flies

How I wish I could fly

What will we become

When we sleep in the dirt

Who will rise up first

One can never be sure

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