Текст песни Rarity - Bridle Street (ft. Tarby & Sax Brony)

Just send me away
To you I'm a fraud
Just know it's okay
To feel like you're lost

But I'm not the one who needs a guiding star
Mine shines on my hip, and it's never far
And I'm not the one who needs an idol to mourn
My bright star is my cart and the sweat on my horn
And it's lit like the moon

You know that I never claimed
To be more than an act
Yet I'm the one who got shamed
And who can never come back

But I'm not the one who needs a guiding star
Mine shines on my hip, and it's never far
And I'm not the one who needs twilight to sleep
I'm fine in the sun and I'm fine on the street

Watch as the lights on Bridle Street raise up
And every pony whose asleep can wake up
And it sparks like the sun, and it shines like the stars
And it's lit like the moon, wherever you are

Where are the girls
on nights like this
If I saw a rarity walking, with her hair freshly curled
Would she notice I exist?

She was burned in a fire, and her face has been scarred
But she's still beautiful, and she's cool and in charge
And I hear foals playing, singing neighborhood songs
Secret clubs that they made where I don't belong

And I know it's alright as she and I finally meet
'Cause I've long known that idols are cheap
And I'll finally know that my journey's complete
When they beg me to come here and stay lit like the moon

Bridle Street is where I belong
I could lose myself in her song