Paroles de The Bluebell
Down in the parkAnd the lust of the light
Among the stray dogs and families
I smell the bonfires, and
Watch the bonbs
Fireworks burst above the trees
And to pillows of white cloud, and
Another year has gone
Now it is the fifth of november
I lock the doors, and
Swallow the key
And draw the curtains, closed forever
Forever
Another year has gone
Now it is the fifth of november
I lock the doors, and
Swallow the key
And draw the curtains, closed forever
Forever
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