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Rufus Wainwright
Rufus Wainwright
Вокал
Джон Брайон
Джон Брайон
Электрогитара
Benmont Tench
Benmont Tench
Фортепиано
Martha Wainwright
Martha Wainwright
Бэк-вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Rufus Wainwright
Rufus Wainwright
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Джон Брайон
Джон Брайон
Продюсер
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Миксинг-инженер
Curt Anderson
Curt Anderson
Инженер
Ethan Johns
Ethan Johns
Дополнительный инженер
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Мастеринг-инженер
Lenny Waronker
Lenny Waronker
Исполнительный продюсер

Слова

Oh, what a shame that your pockets did bleed on St. Valentine's And you sat in a chair thinking, "Boy, I'm such a prince" Well, life's a train that goes from February on day by day But it's making a stop on April first And you will believe in love And all that it's supposed to be But just until the fish start to smell And you're struck down by a hammer Sure, you were swift when the handsome Greek boys dropped by with gifts You are suave thanks to ribbons that opened sesame But in the stars and closer to home in every planet It ain't hard for me and dear JoJo to see That you will believe in love And all that it's supposed to be But just until the fish start to smell And you're struck down by a hammer So let it all go by Looking at the sky Wondering if there's clouds and stuff in hell Let it all go by (Looking at the sky) Looking at the sky (Wondering if there's clouds and stuff in hell) Wondering if there are clouds in hell And you will believe in love And all that it's supposed to be Yes, you will believe in love Girl, you will believe in love And all that it's supposed to be Yes, you will believe in love But you will believe in love And all that it's supposed to be Yes, you will believe in love And you will believe in love And all that it's supposed to be Yes, you will believe in love
Writer(s): Rufus Wainwright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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