zondag 25 september 2011

How to get your balls back


Misschien ga ik wel gewoon op een date.

She's a torch in the darkness
A star in the sky
With the flame in her hair
She would still catch my eye

So bright, yet so terrible
The colour of war
But she wore the crown
And would take it far

For her hair was what shines
And her hair, it shines red
Even now I remember
The last thing she said

Oh, yes, I got as close
As I could possibly get
But the one kissed by fire
Now she is dead

When she shun in the evening
Ever so bright
Her hair caught the moon
And shun red-hot light

Oh the girl was a passion
Kissed by fire
But when her hair doused
She burnt on the pyre

As the girl could not live
Without her flame
She was a true one
And Madelaine her name

VOOR DE ECHTE ROODHARIGEN

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