Blue Bell Knoll
Each is not my love, moan I for what
I make up hundreds, so I know how to make love
There, you can have my youth, I know I have loved
Started to see him, till when I married him
To yearn admits you're outside to me
Grow up
I have seen these all my life, perhaps a lot more
And I have been so naive
All move and try he knew not
And your spangle, how it hurts, and I have feelings
To yearn admits you're outside to me
Grow up
To yearn admits you're outside to me
Grow up
Blue Bell Knoll
Cada uno no es mi amor, gemir yo por lo que
Compongo cientos para que sepa hacer el amor
Allí, puedes tener mi juventud, sé que he amado
Empezó a verlo, hasta que me casé con él
Anhelar admite que estás fuera de mí
Madura
He visto esto toda mi vida, quizás mucho más
Y he sido tan ingenuo
Todos se mueven y tratan de que no sabía
Y tu verga, cómo duele, y tengo sentimientos
Anhelar admite que estás fuera de mí
Madura
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Composição: Cocteau Twins