Testi:
Anatema Insonne

And I often sigh I often wonder why I'm still here and I still cry And I often cry I often spill a tear Over those not here But still they are so near

And I often sigh I often wonder why I'm still here and I still cry And I often cry I often spill a tear Over those not here But still they are so near

: And I often sigh I often wonder why I'm still here and I still cry And I often cry I often spill a tear Over those not here But still they are so