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won't you come
winter without sun
I've been waiting for you
all that fuckin' time
outside dark
but inside only screams
of voices without sound
I found it hard
to think without alcohol
the smell of bread
pervade the air
and azure
is framing down there
on the trees
only a Vincent sky
irish whiskey
touches my lips
and down in my soul
a cold fire drips
I'll be on my way
as long
as I'll be on the road
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L'articolo Aendlex - Alma Gitana di Aendlex è apparso su Rockit.it il 2018-01-24 05:09:41
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