Giardini Di Mirò. Once Again A Fond Farewell. Zeneszám
A Bright winter
Could be killed
by your spears?
take off your sweetest dress
lift off your darkest breast
til all smears
Girl guilt
I cant mother your fears
My gifts will burn
Waiting for you
Could be killed
by your spears?
take off your sweetest dress
lift off your darkest breast
til all smears
Girl guilt
I cant mother your fears
My gifts will burn
Waiting for you
Giardini Di Mirò
Giardini Di Mirò