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• Artiste: Sort Sol
• Titre: Two Tongue Tale
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She said: "Life isn't so fine after all, let it come if it has to come" What she meant was she couldn't find words she was sick and tired of the tears. She said: "I'll use whatever God gave me but now I haven't got a chance" came from the land of desert sand And the wind blows my way She was blowing her sombre blue horn again with a string tied to the back of my hand. She stepped right out of a two tongue tale with a brilliant smile on her face She said: "Eyes are slaves of suspicion they can torture you to death" came from the land of desert sand And the wind blows my way Red gleams of a bloodnight darkly cold, cold whisper touched my ears And I guess that's where I left her. Wild, wild shivers drew us near. Yes, I guess that's where I left her. By the light of these eyes