Laulunsanoja:
Laulu Passenger

of the holes Fall through them steadily Slip through them readily Watch and watch spiraling out of control It's beyond all that anyway Time is dead anyway Passenger song

: I'm just a passenger on this old freight train I ride the boxcar through the night I doesn't matter where I might get off I doesn't matter where I

backside we'll see the bright and hollow sky we'll see the stars that shine so bright stars made for us tonight oh the passenger oh how he rides oh the passenger

Bien courte, helas! est l?esperance Et bien court aussi le plaisir Et jamais en nous leur presence, Ne dura tant que le desir. Bien courte helas!