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[Verse 1] The stories of the street are mine, the Spanish voices laugh. The Cadillacs go creeping now through the night and the poison gas. And I lean from my window sill in this old hotel...
Leonard Cohen. 4 Comments. 0 Tags. The stories of the street are mine. The Spanish voices laugh. The Cadillacs go creeping now. Through the night and the poison gas. And I lean from my window sill. In this old hotel I chose. Yes, one hand on my suicide. One hand on the rose. I know you've heard it's over now. And war must surely come.
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2005. 4:36. 27 Views. Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons! The stories of the street are mine, the Spanish voices laugh. The Cadillacs go creeping now through the night and the poison gas, And I lean from my window sill in this old hotel I chose, Yes one hand on my suicide, one hand on the rose.
