clique para tocar Fechar
William Fitzsimmons
lions
And after the rains cameAnd washed out her remnant
And looking for traces
Of bloodiness in faces
And you remind me of the breath
That I drew
For you the shadow of a ghost
There's lions between us
They'll cut us to pieces
And before the sun came
Forgotten her old name
And you remind me of the breath
That I drew
For you the shadow of a ghost
No more