All I want is the best for our lives my dear,
and you know my wishes are sincere.
Whats to say for the days I cannot bare.
A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A cemetary mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A cemetary mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile and we felt true.
We burnt to the ground, left a view to admire
with buildings inside church of white.
We burnt to the ground left a grave to admire
and as we reach for the sky, reach the church of white.
A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A cemetary mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A cemetary mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile and we felt true.
Flying Club Cup, Beirut. 2007.
2 comentaris:
Però que bé! felicitats per aquest cançoner-bloc tan bo, sembla que tenim gustos semblants!
q tal algunes cançons de Manel?
Salut!
Ep! Aquest blog es de puta mare, perfí puc apendre a tocar la guitarra sense necessitat de intentar fer cançons de merda. I mirant el video, i llegint la lletra, va de puta mare. Felicitats pel bloc, clar que si.
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