Перевод песни Jules Shear – Heaven/Hell

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I know a place
Where the poets
Have no words to sell
Now is it heaven
Or is it hell
I know a place
Where words can't
Conjure up a spell
Now is it heaven
Or is it hell
There are no goldfish
Swimming around anyone's head
Just the greyish color between right and wrong instead
And all the heathen poets are home
In bed by eleven
Now is that hell