The half-moon is aching, bitter and sad. We are wet. we are stripped to the bone. It's out of our hands, the dream we're bound to dream. We are wet, always
Tulkojums: Šī Mortal Coil. Acid, rūgta un Sad.
The half-moon is aching, bitter and sad. We are wet. we are stripped to the bone. It's out of our hands, the dream we're bound to dream. We are wet,