Templo Diez
barrow
Down in Barrowâ¦
The Sun fades, it fades out.
I'm leaving tomorrowâ¦
So afraid of this nightâ¦
So we talk,
We talk till we bleedâ¦
Buried deep in blue snow,
The last rays hit your faceâ¦
Catching up with your soul,
I could cry, I could sing
So we talk,
We talk till we bleedâ¦