Текст (слова) песни: Sting - Shape Of My Heart

 
He deals the cards as a meditation 
And those he plays never suspect 
He doesn`t play for the money he wins 
He doesn`t play for respect 
He deals the crads to find the answer 
The sacred geometry of chance 
The hidden loaw of a probable outcome 
The numbers lead a dance 
 
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier 
I know that the clubs are weapons of war 
I know that diamonds mean money for this art 
But that`s not the shape of my heart 
 
He may play the jack of diamonds 
He may lay the queen of spades 
He may conceal a king in his hand 
While the memory of it fades 
 
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier 
I know that the clubs are weapons of war 
I know that diamonds mean money for this art 
But that`s not the shape of my heart 
 
And if I told you that I loved you 
You`d maybe think there`s something wrong 
I`m not a man of too many faces 
The mask I wear is one 
Those who speak know nothing 
And find out to their cost 
Like those who curse their luck in too many places 
And those who fear are lost 
 
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier 
I know that the clubs are weapons of war 
I know that diamonds mean money for this art 
But that`s not the shape of my heart 

 

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02 Desert Rose
03 Big Lie Small World
04 After The Rain Has Fallen
05 Perfect Love...Gone Wrong
06 Tomorrow We`ll See
08 Fill Her Up
09 Ghost Story
10 Brand New Day
All This Time
Desert rose
Englishman In New York
Fields Of Gold
Fragile
If I Ever Lose My Faith In You
Love Is The Seventh Wave
Mad About You
Moon Over Bourbon Street
Russians
Shape Of My Heart
Windmills of Your Mind