The dirty blue song
On a raining day
Sitting at the porch
Watch the dancing drops
Drink a glass of red wine
Listening to the falling rain
Hearing the sound of machine gun
Rattling on the roof tiles
The dirty blue song
Listening to the music
It drags me to the time
Dreaming of pretty women
They don't dull the mind
They give the sparkles
Only confident ones will try
Play the game and never say die
The dirty blue song
Tempting at the quiet corner
Listening to the rainfall
Like a machine gun on roof tiles
No comments:
Post a Comment