aaaaa, look at all the lonely people
Written on September 19, 2008
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong ?
Father mckenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working. darning his socks in the night when there’s nobody there
What does he care?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Eleanor rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father mckenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
razvan, nu puteai gasi un moment mai prost sa postezi versurile astea…
pe de alta parte, spunea cineva, comunicarea e imposibila. prin urmare, spun eu, fiecare traieste asa cum isi sapa groapa.
mi-am inceput ziua frumos cu o muzica cumva “curata”!merci!
Suntem ai tuturor si ai nimanui.
O sambata minunata iti doresc
si am facut si karaokele de dimineatza cu aceeasi ocazie.
cea mai frumoasa melodie de la Beatles..
si mie mi-a placut