There is no breeze to cool the flame of love. These words are all, but all so true of love. We're here together, the moon is half. Stardust is falling and so am I.
You only hurt the one you love. That may be true. But better said, you only hurt the one who loves you. . We went through hell. Just to get to hell. Die of thirst of drink up form the poisoned well.
Everyday we earn our meager pay. But it takes its toll to play the happy prole.. The buy your labor, try to steal your soul -. Bite the bullet, hold your tongue and play the happy prole..
Ils sont arrivés un matin par dizaines par centaines. Sur des monstres de bois aux entrailles de chaînes. Sans bonjours ni questions, pas même de présentations.
Friends tell me it's spring. My window show the same. Without you here the seasons pass me by. I know you were not new. That loved like me and you. All the same I miss you.
Like the leaves at my feet. He is a victim of gravity. The unbearable color of things. Gets him down. . And as his raincoat covers me. We know it was never raining.
Tminn flgur fram. Og hann teymir mig eftir sr. Og ekki f g miklu ri. Um a hvert hann fer. . En g vona bara hann hugsi. Soldi hllega til mn. Og leii mig endanum.
I am lying in my bed. Watching the spider eat the fly. I say "How is that its breakfast even for you". A little later I am sitting by the window looking out.
Tomorrow. Tomorrow never comes. What kind of a fool. Do they take me for?. . Tomorrow. A resting place for bums. A trap set in the slums. But I know the score.
Without a word of warnin'. Blues walked in this mornin'. And circled 'round my lonely room. . I didn't know why i had that sad 'n lonely feelin'. Until my baby called and said we were through, hooo.