Chief
Irish Song
If all the streets were waterI'll sail down the riversUnder the the sheet of flowersI rest my head on herWhatever keeps me goingIs stuck inside a dream, From what I see.In Los Angeles,The farther it hurts.And the last hit breathes?The old, I do admireAnd where it might have beenFor you are not allowed to tell me that I've sinned I'm looking for the good timeTo say that I have risen from what I've seenIn Lost Angeles,The farther it hurtsAnd the last hit breathes?All of the weight in the wide hist? of clouds? away,turning inside outSongtexteThere is a feeling that is swallowing My home every time that I lie in your bedDon't know what is coming, didn't ask for a thingLet it go, I'm here with youAnd please do not wait.To remind me ?If all the streets were waterI'll sail down the riversUnder the the sheet of flowersI rest my head on herWhatever keeps me goingIs stuck inside a dream, From what I see.In Los Angeles
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