Go and see the friend
That made you laugh and cry
He is bleeding dry
He is bleeding dry
The life he had
was a lie
Tell him not to cry
Tell him not to cry
The last great season
Had no reason
His to wonder why
His to wonder why
Go and see your friend
That made you laugh and cry
He is bleeding dry
He is bleeding dry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem