En sång till en blonderad flicka med bruna linser
Dont blame your sorrows on Edith Piaf
Fallen asleep
I do much better in dreams
Beads round your neck
They haunt me, though I will forget
Just, how I won't see how trees will grow
To the end, so long my friend
I know this time, will show me earth
In a while, it won't hurt
Fallen asleep
I do much better in dreams
Beads round your neck
They haunt me, though I will forget
Just, how I won't see how trees will grow
To the end, so long my friend
I know this time, will show me earth
In a while, it won't hurt
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