Somebody is knocking at your door
three withered roses and a bit of love
the wearied smile of who arrives too late
nobody knows my name
but evrybody calls me
sometimes before the night arrives into my room
the smaller stars let me know before.
Somebody is knocking at your door
three withered roses and a bit of love
the wearied smile of who arrives too late
nobody knows my name
but evrybody calls me
sometimes before the night arrives into my room
the smaller stars let me know before.
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