...Howding around in the shaddow woods...
...Howding around in the shaddow woods...
Having good nights
inside dirt minds...
Turning truth into lies...
Howding around in the shaddow woods...
growing in Panama.
And you recall that moment
in the dark
for a whiny whispers
on your ears...
...
Set me, save me!
Brave me!
The sky shouted and
it sounds alright.
E Tudo Es!
E Tudo Es!...
