Porcelain Tire - Tropico De Cancer | Текст песни

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• Tropico De Cancer

How cold should we be for here to stop
Here in ain't no sigh of you
The nobel portrait of our youth
Begings to fade away

Floating the same forgotten streets
Begging gods you to meet
Brining me now here
Air feeled with flavour of a freed
And a letter that you did
Sure it was something hot

I wonder how long it's gonna last
The lifeless being
The flowers, the trees and the grass
Calling up to me

Floating the same forgotten streets
Begging gods you to meet
Brining me now here
Air feeled with flavour of a freed
And a letter that you did