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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=109359" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Gala</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gala hangs from the window frame<br>Dressed in black and white<br>Her face is colourless<br>In the moonlight<br>She turns around and her lips move<br>But the words just drop away<br>She leans on the back of a chair<br>And her arms begin to sway<br>She and I can hear voices<br>Talking in the room next door<br>Saying things we used to say<br>That we cant believe in any more<br>Weve seen too many castles crumble<br>Made too many innocent mistakes<br>Who could have known that one house<br>Could hold so much heartbreak? <br>And then the clockbell rings<br>The wind blows in -<br>Gala makes for the door.<br>Her eyes blaze<br>And her hands are shaking<br>She opens her mouth and roars!<br>Gala doesnt want, gala doesnt need<br>She claws at her face<br>With her nails till it bleeds<br>She runs down the stairs<br>In her poor bare-feet<br>Shes too woman to cry or go down on her knees<br>Then her mother is there<br>And her voice is soft<br>She pulls gala close<br>She soothes galas cuts<br>And gently chides<br>And gala knows...<br>That gala shouldnt worry<br>She neednt be afraid<br>Because there are sailors on the sea tonight<br>In ships that God made<br>Look! they cast out the line<br>With a heave two-three-four<br>And they sing as they pull<br>Our lost souls aboard</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Waterboys - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=109359" data-title="Gala" data-description="Gala hangs from the window frame Dressed in black and white Her face is colourless In the moonlight She turns around and her lips move But the words just drop away She leans on the back of a chair And her arms begin to sway She and I can hear voic..."></div> </div> </div>
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