Alma Gitana Songtext
von Aendlex

Won′t you come
Winter without sun
I've been waiting for you
All that fuckin′ time
Outside dark
But inside only screams
Of voices without sound
I found it hard
To think without alcohol
The smell of bread
Pervade the air


And azure
Is framing down there
On the trees
Only a Vincent sky
Irish whiskey
Touches my lips
And down in my soul
A cold fire drips
I'll be on my way
As long
As I'll be on the road