Vertaling: Christmas carols. O U Merry, O gij, gezegende.
I remember Sunday nights at Kaldi's I was never really down with coffee shops A group of beatniks reading Kerouac And the smell of grass from the parking
She wears her butterfly on her wrist But she might as well cut it's head off She's holding different weapons To kill the ghost inside Or at least kill
Vertaling: Blessid Union Of Souls. Scenes From A Coffee House Je zult Always Be Mine.
She wears a butterfly on her wrist but she might as well cut it's head off she's holding out for weapons to kill the ghosts inside or at least kill