well, with these days i make a weeks,
with these weeks i've made a month,
and in this month under the rain
i'll make a walk along the way.
with both cigarettes in the bag
and nothing than spears in my hand
i'll walk along that lonely street
without a partner, i'm on my own.
sábado, 25 de septiembre de 2010
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