Svetlana

She's the fallen leaf
Of an unnamed tree
She wanted palm trees
But she was on the sidewalk
The wind howls and there's no gold
The night is dark and she feels cold

There ain't any romance
In the city of love
Ain't nothing but crooked minds
And crying doves
The wind howls and he feels old
A car stops and she feels cold

To the west, from the east
Money's a wild beast
Blond and naked, she's a slave
Like a warm peak in an ice cave

He hates his work, wants to forget his wife
Cheap thrills have no taste, nor does his life
He took white gold, his blood runs fast
Now he feels old, he didn't have a blast

To the west, from the east
Money's a wild beast (a wild beast)
Blond and naked, she's a slave
Like a warm peak in an ice cave (an ice cave)
To the west, from the east
Money's a wild beast (a wild beast)
Blond and naked, she's a slave
Like a warm peak in an ice cave (an ice cave)
(...)

She had a home, now she has a hole
Tears rolled down her face
He didn't care if she cried
Dead memories, eating her inside
She killed a fool, she loved a foal

To the west, from the east
Money's a wild beast
Blond and naked, she's a slave
Like a warm peak in an ice cave
To the west, from the east
Money's a wild beast
Blond and naked, she's a slave
Like a warm peak in an ice cave

To the west, from the east
Money's a wild beast (a wild beast)
Blond and naked, she's a slave
Like a warm peak in an ice cave (an ice cave)
To the west, from the east
Money's a wild beast (a wild beast)
Blond and naked, she's a slave
Like a warm peak in an ice cave (an ice cave)



Credits
Writer(s): Thibault Bardet, Yann Steiger, Francisco Candil Garcia, Arthur Michelet
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