lunes, 6 de agosto de 2012

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Another rose wilts in East Harlem
And uptown downtown a thousand miles between us
She's waiting for the night to fall
Let it fall, I'll never make it in time

Another rose wilts in East Harlem
And uptown downtown a thousand miles between us
She's waiting for the night to fall
Let it fall, I'll never make it in time

Another rose wilts in East Harlem
And uptown downtown a thousand miles between us
She's waiting for the night to fall
Let it fall, I'll never make it in time

Sound is the colour I know, oh
Sound is what keeps me looking for your eyes
And sound of your breath in the cold
And oh, the sound will bring me home again

Sound is the colour I know, oh
Sound is what keeps me looking for your eyes
And sound of your breath in the cold
And oh, the sound will bring me home again

Beirut. East Harlem.

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