We've got the gold, we do not seem too old We've got the gold, we do not seem too old A pity does not bear a single flower A pity does not bear a single
When I remember what to say When I remember what to say You will know me again And you forget to answer When I remember what to say When I remember
the end, beautiful friend, This is the end, my only friend. The end of our elaborate plans, The end of everything that stands, The end, no safety no surprise, The end
The bandits be my weaknesses His fault shall be my knife His weapon be His weapon be my innocence The killer must not die Is there a charge against
: Consider me confused though i never saw the chaos it?s a matter of getting used to the end of the way lost how to realize does hurt rest in peace ?
E sulla spalla tua io parlo dei problemi miei e tu mi stringi al petto per dividerli con me poi dici il tempo bello splendera pure per noi a un tratto