Letras:
Piano The Artist

: We sail on the bad tide We sail on the bad sea From your heart to my heart with sails cut from mercy From your heart to my heart From Summer to Spring

: You and John are birds You and John are ghosts You and John are genies, guarding my coast And in my address book, you're depicted as birds Drawn in

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your telegram, i've got your souvenirs 1914 - 1918 i've got your photograph, i've got your poetry Young men, as us - Artists' Rifles Young men, as us - Artists

: On the forecourts of French libraries from Reignac to Marseilles the rain rattles small cars, clouds drape over backseats I am a photograph in your

Marian: Mama, a man with a suitcase followed me home. Mrs. Paroo: Oh--Who? Marian: I never saw him before. Mrs. Paroo: Did he say anythin'? Marian

your telegram, i've got your souvenirs 1914 - 1918 i've got your photograph, i've got your poetry Young men, as us - Artists' Rifles Young men, as us - Artists

Tradução: Varios artistas. Cadena derecha, pero el mal Yo-yo - Red Piano.

your telegram, i've got your souvenirs 1914 - 1918 i've got your photograph, i've got your poetry Young men, as us - Artists' Rifles Young men, as us - Artists