Wait a minute my friend Don't pass me up for dead As Babylon crumbles to sand A flower blossoms in my hand The people drifting by Another day ends
Wait a minute, my friend Don't pass me up for dead As Babylon crumbles to sand A sweet flower blossoms in my hand Another day is ending for you Another
Fordítás: The Cult. A virág a sivatagban.
: Wait a minute, my friend Don't pass me up for dead As Babylon crumbles to sand A sweet flower blossoms in my hand Another day is ending for you
Wait a minute, my friend Don't pass me up for dead As Babylon crumbles to sand A sweet flower blossoms in my hand Another day is ending for you
