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Billy Joel - Текст песни Hour of the Wolf
Written by William M. Joel and John Dizek
[Spoken throughout the general conversation]
What kind of one to ten needs to remain, as with two to nine? (He's such a top cat.) So they tell me I'd sleep won't throw my life away. Am I getting through to you? (We would have to talk of when you think of her.) The sleep is not that for my rest actually more time is wasted away. (I'm talking about Paris.) Regret it. Regret it. Regret it. Regret it. Regret it. Regret it.
Fear
And something gray has passed
Beside you in the ever fading light
Time
Has no more meaning or you know is
That there's terror in the night
What causes all your nerves to scream?
It is a nightmare, not a dream
It is the Hour of the Wolf
(Ahhhhhh ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
God
Has just a hellhound free to be
Upon the prey of his desire
Death
Has come alive within a creature
With the eyes of burning fire
There is a tingling in your brain
You want to run but you remain
It is the Hour of the Wolf
(Ahhhhhh ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Visions of your lifetime passed before your eyes
Unicorns and dragons shake the earth and skies
You are left alone to face dimension and the ruin
Surrounded by the evil and demanded by the ward
Now
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Your fair repeating of your soul
Shock
Leaves your sweat gland down your face
You feel your blood is turning cold
Now what you're seeing can be true
When there is nothing you can do
When it's the Hour of the Wolf
(Ahhhhhh ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
[5:01] (Now, now, now, now, now, now, now...heh!)
[5:44] (Hey! You catch that wolf?)
[6:06] (Yeah)
[8:07, wacky and hysteric laughter]
[9:21, howling overlapping]
[9:35] (You catch that wolf?)
(Ahhhhhh ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Look
You are encircled by a pentagram
Of orange leaping flames
Shapes
I'm drawing closer snd their changing comes
Without a thousand names
A serpent coils around your head
There is no hope among the dead
It is the Hour of the Wolf
(Ahhhhhh ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
(Ahhhhhh ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)