last in summertime You said you hated long goodbyes You said, ?There?s nothing to explain In every life a little rain? Etcetera And a long-forgotten
wheels Something tells me I could be wrong, yeah Let?s sing together to the forgotten song Nobody knows my pain, no one sings in the rain Nobody?s hummin' forgotten song
At the department of forgotten songs There is a crying girl She's lonely She's just sixteen Or forty-five She's been abandoned for almost all her life
: '...I get along without you very well' [Hoagy Carmichael. 1939] I've forgotten everything about you 'til someone says your name I've forgotten all
Cast upon the darkest sands Now you're so confused that you can hardly stand Forgotten, you've forgotten now you're on the run Forgotten, you've forgotten
to fly alone, I have my forgotten sun. Horizons of quiet I ethereal. Sounds of flute Accompany my walk. The dawn dies And I see the sun? forgotten
I do not blame the match that lit it Forty years on now it's hard to even take a look around So i'm sitting down There's hardly anyone remaining Each
'...I get along without you very well' [Hoagy Carmichael. 1939] I've forgotten everything about you 'til someone says your name I've forgotten all the
[Violent J] This is for mom Miss Linda Harwood Miss Cathy Hill This is for you. I respect my mother With every step I take She was there for my first
're pulling beautiful buildings down Oh, everywhere I look around I see your face I know a long forgotten song Where everybody still sings along To a long forgotten song
번역: 보관용. 포가튼 송.
번역: 스릴. 롱 포가튼 송.
: This old man with a missing left leg All he owns are the medals on his chest A wave to the door man and a nod to me A pint of ale is his only request
Yet undisturbed The human sleep And one day Will the grave be unlocked And the soul Must return to his world But this time as A lost forgotten sad spirit
: I am not forgotten I am not forgotten I am not forgotten God knows my name He knows my name Light over darkness Strength over weakness Joy over sadness
: [Violent J] This is for mom Miss Linda Harwood Miss Cathy Hill This is for you. I respect my mother With every step I take She was there for my first
hear my song About the dawn of the night Let's sing the bards' song Tomorrow will take us away Far from home No one will ever know our names But the bards' songs
: I've lost my battle before it starts My first breath wasn't done My spirit's sunken deep into the ground Why am I alone I can hear my heartbeat Silence