It was the dirty end of winter Along the loom of the land When I walked with sweet Sally Hand upon hand And the wind it bit bitter For a boy of no means
It was the dirty end of winter Along the loom of the land When I walked with sweet sally Hand upon hand And the wind it bit bitter For a boy of no means
Traduction: Nick Cave et les Bad Seeds. Le Métier à tisser de la Terre.
: It was the dirty end of winter Along the loom of the land When I walked with sweet Sally Hand upon hand And the wind it bit bitter For a boy of no
How long will it take to finally cave in when we've fallen to the bottom? Consequence violently forced into our stomachs. We too are vulnerable, we