on waning And rain is still raining The dams are all straining To hold back the tide The good Life is better When Death is your debtor The Rain makes
wind is howlin' on I should be with her right now Cold sheets of rain pouring down is my love safe and warm Where is she sleeping now Cold sheets of rain
slide of broken glass Keeps building in piles And I don't know I don't know if the sun ever smiles It's the black sheets of rain Following me again
Lord send more blinding sheets of rain And I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain And I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain
lord send more blinding sheets of rain And I pray good lord send more blinding sheets of rain And I pray good lord send more blinding sheets of rain
Bản dịch: The Blue Dogs. Cold Sheets Of Rain.
Bản dịch: Mould, Bob. Black Sheets Of Rain.
good lord send more blinding sheets of rain And I pray good lord send more blinding sheets of rain And I pray good lord send more blinding sheets of rain
streams of blood Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body Roast from the heat so I soak my sheets
up to be man It's a little different than you think man Yo so what is it really like baby} It's eight a.m. I roll out my silk sheets Get fly crash the
night straight up till dawn On 'n' on 'n' on 'n' on 'n' on 'n' on see you walking down the street Your the man I want to meet in my bed and in between my sheets
rain a-fall, but the dirt it tough; A pot a-cook, but d' food* no 'nough. A hungry man is a angry man; A rain a-fall, but the dirt it tough; A pot a-yook, but you no 'nough' A rain
now my nigga on only half of the chains See the corners in the past but my ass is still deranged I rumble in your ear like that flash when it rains When
way down All there is left now Is a picture of them With their faces on it, and it's my fault [Chorus:] Black roses As black as her hair white sheets
Lord for every morning he allows me to rise And though the sun is shining there's a cloud in the sky Letting me know that at any moment there could be rain
mind Are you laughing at me Or telling a joke, the cigarette on the sheet Begins to smoke, make up your mind Right or left, up or down In or out, straight or round Love or lust, rain
on the flo slidin round i like them girls tall i tell em stand up and let me eat em through them draws make them splash waterfalls i make the pussy rain
The sea it swells like a sore head And the night it is aching Two lovers lie with no sheets on their bed And the day it is breaking On rainy days, we
