Letras:
Funeral Portrait The

: You wait by the window Morning's breath on the sill Idle hands given another try So you wait and you savour the moment Outside the canvas turned

You wait by the window Morning's breath on the sill Idle hands given another try So you wait and you savour the moment Outside the canvas turned white

You wait by the window Morning's breath on the sill Idle hands given another try So you wait and you savour the moment Outside the canvas turned white

: I drank alone the poison of love with endless sacrifice how was sweet as she never knows is my paramour I burnt in my dead love's flames but I do the

: wish we were in a palace out of the world where the others and anything never be seen wish we imprisoned in a colourless tableau to take forgotten

: The moonless night embraced me when the embrace of your fancy abnegated me I'm waiting for that again

: Wish we were in a palace out of the world where the others and anything never be seen wish we imprisoned in a colourless tableau to take forgotten

: the moonless night embraced me when the embrace of your fancy abnegated me I'm waiting for that again

destroy you, my stupid son..." One person can make a difference, sometimes... Just turn his head when the kid is still and has a weak neck. Smiled at his funeral