Kate Bush - Wuthering Heights. Пусть оно и вам в мозг въестся · My Notes

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You had a temper like my jealousy
Too hot, too greedy.
How could you leave me,
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you. but I loved you, too.
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Ooh! Let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
Ooh! Let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
You know it's me--Cathy!

Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come home and I´m so cold,
let me in your window...