Introdução: - - -
And I know when time
will pass by slow
without my heart
what can I do
you re in the halls
the bell gives way to a larger swell
without my heart
what can I do, oh
wroclai
and we grow fat
on the charms of our idle dreary days
seen the shadows grow
see an ominous display
with no alarm
could we say we d have expected this way
under stars have died
give incent to play
wroclai
