Sunk into night as I sometimes in walk down passing by the chairs that squeeze
What’s hapenin’ in? It’s a secret of those who sit the secret they’re hiding affront me
I feel shudder I am afraid
retry and capturing pertain to me
It’s hard to stroll Among the people and carefully cloak My perishing spleen that pressing sight
And some tales About baneful passion to someone Who had never started to live
Dominion to disclose Behind curtains the authority Right before you accuse meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
