LaFontaine
07.08.2010, 20:08
Living in blind superstition
fearing malignant unknown
former believe old tradition
faces behind the mask
tribute to natures renewal
wishing for better times
it used to make sense to our fathers
but what is its sense to day
repulse the frost
dispell your sorrow
welcome the spring
drink unti will you smile
Merry-go-round, merry-go-round
merry-go-round, merry going round
Its time that I put on my make up
I wont be myself for to night
I tell the clown in me to wake up
if he wont I drink to smile
repulse the frost
dispell your sorrow
welcome the spring
drink until you smile
fearing malignant unknown
former believe old tradition
faces behind the mask
tribute to natures renewal
wishing for better times
it used to make sense to our fathers
but what is its sense to day
repulse the frost
dispell your sorrow
welcome the spring
drink unti will you smile
Merry-go-round, merry-go-round
merry-go-round, merry going round
Its time that I put on my make up
I wont be myself for to night
I tell the clown in me to wake up
if he wont I drink to smile
repulse the frost
dispell your sorrow
welcome the spring
drink until you smile