Richard Ruin et Les Demoniaques - Misfortunate
текст песни

I came walking by your window.
The lights were still on.
By the trace of your shadows
I could see you were not alone.

There's a lightbulb blazing
Somewhere in a parking lot,
And your thoughts are burning,
You misfortunate gnome.

Hunger of thirst,
I don't know that came first
When the ceiling started moving.
Haven't seen the daylight in a while
When somewhere a car was passing by.

The warm palm of your hand,
Your cherry red eyes,
The little games you play,
Can't get them out of my mind.
No, I can't get them out of my mind.
No, I can't get them out of my mind.
No, I can't get them out of my mind.