Тексты песен Jesus 'Sixto' Rodriguez

Was it a huntsman or a player That made you pay the cost That now assumes relaxed positions And prostitutes your loss? Were you tortured by your own thirst In those pleasures that you seek That made y

And you measure for wealth by the things you can hold And you measure for love by the sweet things you're told And you live in the past or a dream that you're in And your selfishness is your cardinal