Sting : Shape Of My Heart

And those he plays never suspect

He doesnt play for the money he wins

He dont play for respectHe deals the cards to find the answer

The sacred geometry of chance

The hidden law of a probable outcome

The numbers lead a danceI know that the spades are the swords of a soldier

I know that the clubs are weapons of war

I know that diamonds mean money for this art

But thats not the shape of my heartHe 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 fadesI know that the spades are the swords of a soldier

I know that the clubs are weapons of war

I know that diamonds mean money for this art

But thats not the shape of my heartAnd if I told you that I loved you

Youd maybe think theres something wrong

Im not a man of too many faces

The mask I wear is oneWell, those who speak know nothin

And find out to their cost

Like those who curse their luck in too many places

And those who fear are lostI know that the spades are the swords of a soldier

I know that the clubs are weapons of war

I know that diamonds mean money for this art

But thats not the shape of my heart

Thats not the shape, the shape of my heart

Thats not the shape, the shape of my heartShape of My Heart He deals the cards as a meditation

And those he plays never suspect

He doesnt play for the money he wins

He dont play for respectHe deals the cards to find the answer

The sacred geometry of chance

The hidden law of a probable outcome

The numbers lead a danceI know that the spades are the swords of a soldier

I know that the clubs are weapons of war

I know that diamonds mean money for this art

But thats not the shape of my heartHe 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 fadesI know that the spades are the swords of a soldier

I know that the clubs are weapons of war

I know that diamonds mean money for this art

But thats not the shape of my heartThats not the shape, the shape of my heartAnd if I told you that I loved you

Youd maybe think theres something wrong

Im not a man of too many faces

The mask I wear is oneWell, those who speak know nothin

And find out to their cost

Like those who curse their luck in too many places

And those who fear are lostI know that the spades are the swords of a soldier

I know that the clubs are weapons of war

I know that diamonds mean money for this art

But thats not the shape of my heartThats not the shape, the shape of my heart

Thats not the shape, the shape of my heart

И те, с кем он играет, и не подозревают,

Что он играет не для выигрыша

И не из-за самолюбия.