pain On past the busted backs on its old and rusted Cadillac that sink into this field collecting rain And will I always feel this way? So empty so
my pain On past the busted back Of that old and rusted Cadillac That sinks into this field collecting rain Will I always feel this way So empty, so
译文: 雷拉蒙塔涅. 空.
my pain On past the busted back Of that old and rusted Cadillac That sinks into this field collecting rain Will I always feel this way So empty, so estranged