Текст песни: Wounded Old And Treacherous + перевод

A walk on the quiet side, late in the day --

Don’t mean to get in anybody’s way

The Gods seem willing: sun’s in the sky

Old crows cawing as the straight crows fly

There was a time when love was the law

There was a time for the tooth and the claw

Last rites given, no holds barred

Heaven Express on my credit card

Now let me draw the jungle line --

I won’t cross yours if you don’t cross mine

Won’t make trouble, I don’t need no fuss

But I’m wounded, old and I’m treacherous

Allow me to draw the jungle line --

You cross it once, you cross some friends of mine

They won’t make trouble, they don’t need no fuss

But they’re wounded, old and they’re treacherous

In the crisp of evening, on sacred ground --

Ghosts of fathers pushing moonbeams round

Big cats prowling inside your head --

They left for China; better left for dead

Let me draw the jungle line --

I won’t cross yours if you don’t cross mine

Won’t make trouble, I don’t need no fuss

But I’m wounded, old and I’m treacherous

A walk on the quiet side, late in the day --

Don’t mean to get in anybody’s way

The Gods seem willing: sun’s in the sky

Old crows cawing as the straight crows fly

There was a time when love was the law

There was a time for the tooth and the claw

Last rites given, no holds barred

Heaven Express on my credit card

Living mountains going to shake that town --

Big mother calling you from underground

She don’t want trouble, she don’t need no fuss

But she’s wounded, old and treacherous

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