作曲 : Migala | |
There are two men, hardened and drunk. They walk by the wet roads of tonight. They try to march like ladies for a woman that follows them glad. | |
Was that night so violently cold, we thought the wind was howling for us.You looked at me, smiling and a desert reflects on your sight. | |
Please, please, love, be with me along 'til I become a lady like that! She never knew but that was the fortune's show of our last. |
zuo qu : Migala | |
There are two men, hardened and drunk. They walk by the wet roads of tonight. They try to march like ladies for a woman that follows them glad. | |
Was that night so violently cold, we thought the wind was howling for us. You looked at me, smiling and a desert reflects on your sight. | |
Please, please, love, be with me along ' til I become a lady like that! She never knew but that was the fortune' s show of our last. |
zuò qǔ : Migala | |
There are two men, hardened and drunk. They walk by the wet roads of tonight. They try to march like ladies for a woman that follows them glad. | |
Was that night so violently cold, we thought the wind was howling for us. You looked at me, smiling and a desert reflects on your sight. | |
Please, please, love, be with me along ' til I become a lady like that! She never knew but that was the fortune' s show of our last. |