Can you live your life with such passion that your anger will bear the pain? From a seedling of aging nations Calling me again
Now that I'm young Now that I fear Only the years appear When I am old I will have told Songs of the ones that I had near
Tales of the past A sorrow each crease Here in my face so pale While I am young I will escape Till I'm old and frail
Never speak of my life's erosion Wipe the withering blaze away Cover up all my skin's corrosion So I can bring back the light of my lost summer days Down bring me down Bring me down bring me down Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
