Lyrics:
Petrželka

Hey girl Is it really right for me? Send a little message That I know I can see Behold the life I lead for you One would hope they only life will do

Translation: Kleiton \u0026amp; Kledir. So Beautiful (Parsley).

Translation: Ross Parsley. Hear Us From Heaven.

: Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine Tell

: I'm sittin' in the railway station Got a ticket for my destination, mmm On a tour of one night stands My suitcase and guitar in hand And every

: It's a still life water color Of a now late afternoon As the sun shines through the curtain lace And shadows wash the room And we sit and drink

: What a dream I had Pressed in organdy Clothed in crinoline Of smoky burgundy Softer than the rain I wandered empty streets Down past the shop

: The last train is nearly due The underground is closing soon And in the dark deserted station Restless in anticipation A man waits in the shadows

: Through the corridors of sleep Past shadows dark and deep My mind dances and leaps in confusion I don't know what is real I can't touch what I