Hon skämdes för sanningen. Lögnen var så mycket anständigare.
We begin to live when we have conceived life as tragedy
Where figures from the past stand tall, / And mocking voices ring the halls. / Imperialistic house of prayer, / Conquistadors who took their share
Up, down, turn around
SvaraRaderaPlease don't let me hit the ground
Tonight I think I'll walk alone
I'll find my soul as I go home