Текст (слова) песни: Bobo In White Wooden Houses - Furious Sun (4:13)
Illusions of memories were blending with the fragnence of jasmin from the patio like a wind out of yesterday which she felt pass by that had nothing to do with her life with her life thunder of riotous music which was floating by from the patio a siesta in darkend bedroom later she asks why does it keep out the burning air from the sky? from the sky like a breeze in the house under the furious sun coolest house under the sun I`m the coolest house under the sun coolest house under the sun let me stay here, let me stay here what she`d seen that day and what she felt pass by like a wind out of yesterday that had nothing to do with her life makes her sad makes her sad for a while like a breeze in the house under the furious sun coolest house under the sun I`m the coolest house under the sun coolest house under the sun darkend sun darkend sun
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