clean, antiseptic air Behind the locked gates an old donkey moans Where do we go now but nowhere Around the duck pond we grimly moped Gloomily and mournfully we go
clean, antiseptic air Behind the locked gates an old donkey moans O where do we go now but nowhere Around the duck pond we grimly mope Gloomily and mournfully we go
Vertaling: Nick Cave en The Bad Seeds. Where Do We Go Now Maar nergens.