nah look back, My madda nah go hungry, full stop. [Hook: x2] Ehhh Ehhh Ehh A di song dis, Ehh Ehh Ehhh Ehhh A di song dis, Ehh Ehh Ehhh Bramma bomb
The longing is a pain A heavy pressure on my chest It rarely leaves My day becomes a quest To try not to think about her And all that she brings Forget
Перевод: Nocturnal Rites. Сыграй мне песню весны в кладбищенских ворот.
