Текст песни: Annabelle + перевод

Annabelle is chasing gravel angels

Mama’s counting the lines on her face

In her sleep she has seen herds of black sheep

They are circling the compounds of disgrace

And boys grow out of the rust

Spin their wheels and turn to dust

On Black Bird Lane, I can hear my mama singing

«Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah»

Mama she is strong and there’s power in her bones

Papa don’t talk, he stopped long ago

Annabelle is dreaming, she is chasing down the street

Tiny gravel angels, flying at her feet

And boys grow out of the rust

Spin their wheels and turn to dust

On Black Bird Lane, I can hear my mama singing

«Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah»

Annabelle is making dirty coffee

Been living all these years on Black Bird Lane

In her sleep she has seen herds of black sheep

Circling the compounds of disgrace

Boys grow out of the rust

Spin their wheels and turn to dust

On Black Bird Lane, I can hear my mama singing

«Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah»

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