miércoles, 20 de mayo de 2009


Goodbye, Johanna
You're gone, and yet you're mine

I'm fine, Johanna
I'm fine

And in that darkeness when I'm blind with what I can't forget

And though I'll think of you I guess, until the day I die,
I think I miss you less and less as every day goes by

Wake up, Johanna!
Unnerve the bright red day
We learn Johanna, to say

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