Текст Mark Knopfler – Sands Of Nevada

These tables are haunted
By the ghosts of Las Vegas
Their chips were once mountains
But they came here to play

Lady luck’s still a mystery
With her head on my shoulder
And I don’t know why
I still want her to dance
I guess that’s all history
What it is, is I’m older
And I’m still a fool
For a one-way romance

Her dice were red rubies
They rolled and they tumbled
And I never saw time
Running out with my roll
And in a wasteland of cut glass
My dreams have all crumbled
And I’ve paid with whatever
I had left for a soul

Now the dawn’s has broken even
On an empty horizon
No reason for folding
No reason to stay
It’s too soon to be leaving
Too late for criticising