• PAROLES IL ADORE

     

    Il Adore
    Mother clutches the head of her dying son
    Anger and tears, so many things to feel
    Sensitive boy, good with his hands
    Noone mentions the unmentionable, but everybody understands
    Here in this cold white room
    Tied up to these machines
    It's hard to imagine him as he used to be

    Laughing screaming tumbling queen
    Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen
    Whirling swirling never blue
    How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do

    Silence equals death, this is what they say
    But the anger and the tears do not take the pain away
    How far must it go, how near must it be
    Before it touches you, before it touches me
    Here in this cold white room
    Tied up to these machines
    It's hard to imagine life as it used to be

    Laughing screaming tumbling queen
    Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen
    Whirling swirling never blue
    How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do

    Did you ever ask those strangers what they're looking for?
    Did they laugh and tell you they're not really sure?
    You were hurt by love but still you came right back for more
    Il adore, il adore, il adore

    Thanks Mum


    Le superbe clip montre George et Quentin ship dans une chambre d'hospital au chevet d'un malade


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