Here is the rose And here is the wind blowing Here are my eyes open Here are my feet going alone Alone, alone I've nobody by my side I could cry, I could cry Think I'd better go and get high As a kite, as a kite
Here are the leaves, fallen Safely after autumn Here is my hand to hold I'm thinking about getting old Alone, alone, alone I don't want you by my side I'm alivе, I'm alive Maybe it'll all be bеtter when we're high As a kite, we're aliveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
