歌词
See the distant cloud
Then you feel so proud
Blessing approaching
See the distant cloud
Then you feel so proud
Blessing approaching
It will come with sting
Like a sommelier
Taste the tears in May
Misfortune comes like the moon
But then it sets too soon
Unlike a red balloon
Hey, boys! fire the tricot
Leave it by the portico
Our token on the hill
Full of bitter will
Breathed the winter's chill
See the distant cloud
Then you feel so proud
Blessing approaching
It will come with sting
Yes, sir
Like a sommelier
Taste the tears in May
Misfortune comes like the moon
But then it sets too soon
Unlike a red balloon
Hey, boys! fire the tricot
Leave it by the portico
Our token on the hill
Full of bitter will
Breathed the winter's chill
Like a sommelier
Taste the tears in May
Misfortune comes like the moon
But then it sets too soon
Unlike a red balloon
Hey, boys! fire the tricot
Leave it by the portico
Our token on the hill
Full of bitter will
Breathed the winter's chill
Hey, boys! fire the tricot
Leave it by the portico
Our token on the hill
Full of bitter will
Breathed the winter's chill
And it's flaming still
Hey, boys! fire the tricot
Leave it by the portico
Hey, boys! fire the tricot…
Let’s go high.
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