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Life Itself
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Трек «Life Itself» вышел в 27 января 2009 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «Columbia»)Working On a Dream
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АльбомWorking On a Dream
Дата релиза27 января 2009 г.
ЛейблColumbia
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM110

Видео

Видео

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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Гитара
Roy Bittan
Roy Bittan
Фортепиано
Danny Federici
Danny Federici
Орган
Nils Lofgren
Nils Lofgren
Гитара
Patti Scialfa
Patti Scialfa
Вокал
Garry Tallent
Garry Tallent
Бас
Steven Van Zandt
Steven Van Zandt
Вокал
Max Weinberg
Max Weinberg
Барабаны
Soozie Tyrell
Soozie Tyrell
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Brendan O'Brien
Brendan O'Brien
Продюсер
Nick DiDia
Nick DiDia
Инженер звукозаписи
Billy Bowers
Billy Bowers
Инженер
Tom Tapley
Tom Tapley
Ассистент инженера
Rick Kwan
Rick Kwan
Ассистент инженера
Toby Scott
Toby Scott
Инженер
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Мастеринг-инженер
Darren Tablan
Darren Tablan
Ассистент инженера
Chris Bellman
Chris Bellman
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

We met down in the valley where the wine of love and destruction flows
There in that curve of darkness where the flowers of temptation grow
I left the rest for the others, it was you and nothing else
You felt so good to me, baby, as good as life itself
You were life itself, rushing over me
Life itself, the wind in the black elms
Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes
I can't make it without you
I knew you were in trouble, and anyone could tell
You carried your little black book from which all your secrets fell
You squandered all your riches, your, your beauty and your wealth
Like you had no further use for, for life itself
You were life itself, rushing over me
Life itself, the wind in the black elms
Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes
I can't make it without you
Why do the things that we treasure most slip away in time
Till to the music we grow deaf and to God's beauty blind?
Why do the things that connect us slowly pull us apart
Till we fall away in our own darkness, a stranger to our hearts?
And to life itself, rushing over me
Life itself, the wind in the black elms
Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes
I can't make it without you
So here's one for the road, here's one to your health
And to life itself, rushing over me
Life itself, the wind in the black elms
Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes
I can't make it without you
Life itself, life itself, life itself, life itself…
Written by: Bruce Springsteen
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