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• Artiste: Catherine Feeny
• Titre: Santa Ana Wind
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Trees they are falling Down from the sky Every year they burn up In the fire And we dash their pain In the dry, dry rain Bits of ash that are floating In the air Oh, the sun it don't shine over here And smoke chokes the light It looks half the same in the day and the night Santa Ana Wind Blowing hot again The devil moon is watching From the sky And we wait with your tears in our throats But we can't seem to cry Santa Ana Wind Won't you blow on by Now can you fight fire with fire 'Cause the rain it don't come It seems like ain't no way to stop That red lady when she wants to run Lord, she wants to run And the mountain's hide Before our eyes Cloaked in black to protect us From the sight Santa Ana Wind Blowing hot again The devil moon is watching From the sky And we wait with your tears in our throats But we, we can't seem to cry Santa Ana Wind Won't you blow on by Blow on by (x3)