Frank Sinatra Songtext
von Zeca Baleiro

FRANK SINATRA

We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations
A faintly glimmering radio station

While frank sinatra sings stormy weather
The flies and spiders get along together
Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record


Beyond the suns that guard this roost
Beyond your flowers of flaming truth
Beyond your latest ad campaigns

An old man sits collecting stamps
In a room all filled with chinese lamps
He saves what others throw away
- he says that he′ll be rich someday

We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations
A faintly glimmering radio station


While frank sinatra sings "stormy weather"
The flies and spiders get along together
Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record