MAGDALENA | Şarkı Sözleri ve Çevirisi (tıklatınca)

Şarkı Sözleri

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Please don't tell me I can't make it

It ain't gonna do me any good

And please don't offer me your modern methods

I'm fixing to carve this out of wood

From Nogales to Magdalena

There are 60 miles of sacred road

And the promises made to those who venture

San Francisco will lift your load

In the land of old Sonora

A shallow river valley cries

The summer left her without forgiveness

It's mirrored in her children's eyes

Prodigal sons and wayward daughters

Carry mandas that they might

Daha fazla göster

Brandon Flowers – Magdalena şarkı sözleri ve çevirisi (tıklatınca)