Midway, this way of life we're bound upon I woke to find myself in a dark wood Where the right road was wholly lost and gone Aye me, how hard to speak
Traducere: Marianne Faithfull. Prologue.
Traducere: Marianne Faithfull. Prolog (Album şapte păcate de moarte).
Anna I So my sister and I left Louisiana Where the moon on the Mississippi is a-shining ever, Like you always hear in the songs of dixie. We look forward
Midway, this way of life we're bound upon I woke to find myself in a dark wood, Where the right road was wholly lost, and gone. Aye me, how hard to
