Sting "Moon over Bourbon Street" lyrics

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Moon over Bourbon Street

There's a moon over Bourbon Street tonightI see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplightI've no choice but to follow that callThe bright lights, the people, and the moon and allI pray every day to be strongFor I know what I do must be wrongOh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feetWhile there's a moon over Bourbon Street

It was many years ago that I became what I amI was trapped in this life like an innocent lambNow I can never show my face at noonAnd you'll only see me walking by the light of the moonThe brim of my hat hides the eye of a beastI've the face of a sinner but the hands of a priestOh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feetWhile there's a moon over Bourbon Street

She walks everyday through the streets of New OrleansShe's innocent and young from a family of meansI have stood many times outside her window at nightTo struggle with my instinct in the pale moon lightHow could I be this way when I pray to God aboveI must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I loveOh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feetWhile there's a moon over Bourbon Street

Mesec iznad ulice Burbon

Mesec je iznad ulice Burbon večerasVidim lica kako prolaze ispod blede svetlosti lampeNemam izbora nego da pratim pozivSjajna svetla, ljudi i mesec i sveSvaki dan se molim da budem jakJer znam šta radim mora da bude pogrešnoO, nikad nećeš da vidiš moju senku ili čuješ zvuk mojih noguDok je mesec iznad ulice Burbon

Bilo je to pre mnogo godina da sam postao šta samBio sam zarobljen u ovom životu kao nevino jagnjeSad nikad ne mogu da pokažem svoje lice u podneI jedino me vidiš da hodam po svetlosti mesecaIvica mog šešira krije oko zveriImam lice grešnika ali ruke sveštenikaO, nikad nećeš da vidiš moju senku ili čuješ zvuk mojih noguDok je mesec iznad ulice Burbon

Ona svakog dana šeta kroz ulice Nju OrleansaOna je nevina i mlada iz srednje porodiceStajao sam puno puta ispred njenog prozora noćuDa se borim sa svojim instinktima na bledoj mesečiniKako bih mogao da budem ovakav kada se molim Bogu iznadMoram da volim šta uništim i uništim stvar koju volimO, nikad nećeš da vidiš moju senku ili čuješ zvuk mojih noguDok je mesec iznad ulice Burbon

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