Американские боги [Нил Гейман] [Literature Music]

When [bad word] with a ghost of a smile
And she roams through his eyes for a while
Days turn as empty ground somewhere
Bring the gods, line ‘em up one by one
Turn the coin, sound the fife and the [bad word] 
Break it down until [bad word] back here

There’s a rise, there’s a fall
Where the light hits the wall
Spins a shadow
There’s a rise, there’s a fall
Where the light hits the wall
Spins a…

Cut him down from that old poplar tree
Break the cord while he’s looking at me
There’s a cold wind blowing down through the meadow
And he’s the dark where the day has been bleeding
The ink this page has been needing
You close that wood but it still casts a shadow

There’s a rise, there’s a fall
Where the light hits the wall
Spins a shadow
There’s a rise, there’s a fall
Where the light hits the wall
Spins a…

Even gods do
Even gods
(There’s a rise, there’s a fall)
Even gods do
Even gods
(There’s a rise, there’s a fall)

There’s a rise, there’s a fall
Where the light hits the wall
Spins a shadow
There’s a rise, there’s a fall
Where the light hits the wall
Spins a…