When he walks from the consul at sunset Barely remembers his name Walk is a little unsteady, sadly But he knows most of all that he's living beneath the volcano Won't be so many more days Isn't much time and it's gathering darkness, my friend
He's been going too far in his drinking Running a little too fat Eyelids becoming so heavy, sadly But he tries not to sleep while he's living beneath the volcano Won't be so many more days Isn't much time and it's gathering darkness, my friend
Though the fireflies laugh in the dusklight It's the Festival of Death Crowd is all laughter, it's hollow, sadly They may kill death tonight, but they still live beneath the volcano Won't be so many more days Isn't much time and it's gathering darkness, my friendTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
