Testo
Jimmy and his friends, i know, are in the park all drunken
i? m staring at the sun alone but what can i desire? I no longer know
i? m wishing for a week for fishing away in the country
i? m losing my own script of living down in city
a refrigerator sounds in a room, i look up and peer at the weather
she? s gone away from here and now what can i desire? I no longer know
i? m wishing for a week for fishing away in the country
i? m losing my own script of living down in city
