With its whiskered wolven ether pangs He locked the door And shut the blinds He laid down on the floor And he slept like iron While the dirty knife Worked
its whiskered, wolven, ether pangs He locked the door And shut the blinds He laid down on the floor and he slept like iron While the dirty knife worked
Tulkojums: Neko Case. Dirty Knife.
With its whiskered, wolven, ether pangs He locked the door And shut the blinds He laid down on the floor and he slept like iron While the dirty knife
