ترجمة: طين. وحيد عيد الميلاد هذا العام.
in the spring September is your purgatory Christmas is your heaven And when the stinking streets of summer Are washed away by rain At the dark end of a lonely
the lonely people (I look at all the lonely people) I look at all the lonely people (I look at all the lonely people) I look at all the lonely people (
lonely people, where do they all belong? I look at all the lonely people (I look at all the lonely people) I look at all the lonely people (I look at
blossom in the spring September is your purgatory Christmas is your heaven And when the stinking streets of summer Are washed away by rain At the dark end of a lonely