Текст Grace Jones – Hurricane Cradle To The Grave

From cradle to grave
I am woman, I am son!
I can give birth to sheep, I can give birth to son!
And I can be cool, soft as the breeze,

I am woman, I am son!
I am woman, I am son!

Can’t see where I run, no matter how far!
I am woman, I am son!
I can give birth to sheep, I can give birth to son!
And I can be cool, soft like the breeze,
I’ll be a hurricane, ripping up trees!

Want some
?
twice a
?
I can see, over candle-light,
I’ll take care of you, until you die.

I can
?
brush, I can
?
screw,
When I walk by, flowers will bloom.

Want some
?
twice a
?
I’ll be a hurricane, ripping up trees!
You keep takin’…my head should be aching!

I can see, over candle-light,
I’ll take care of you, until you die,
I’ll be a hurricane, ripping up trees!
You keep takin’…