Rimon White Wine

Текст песни "Rimon — White Wine"

Welcome home, son,
let me show you my room,
I've got it furnished,
with glass this afternoon.
Somehow it's all brand new.

Here, let me take you,
through the rest of the house,
we'll speak of mountains,
and just how high we'll climb.
Oh, we could hear the chimes.

So say, say we got to ride,
the fast train alive.
And with, with this white wine,
we'll kill our time.

We'd take off quickly,
and roam around at night,
with windows open,
no clouds to hide the sky.
No people passing by.

I asked my mother,
oh, what a pathetic joke.
I couldn't care less,
and then my brother spoke,
through all the ash and smoke.

So say, say we got to ride,
the fast train alive.
And with, with this white wine,
we'll kill our time.
So say, say we got to ride,
the fast train alive.
And with, with this white wine,
we'll kill our time.

Just pass it on,
it's almost gone.
Here's some advice,
for when you wake, wake, wake.

So say, say we got to ride,
the fast train alive.
And with, with this white wine,
we'll kill our time.