Does black and white fit better?
Lyrics by George Bacovia
Slow
Alone,alone,alone
in a far away inn
even the innkeeper's asleep
the streets are desolate,
Alone,alone,alone
Raining,raining,raining
drinking weather
and to listen to the wilderness
what bittersweetness,
Raining,raining,raining
No one,no one,no one,
that much better
it's been so, so long
no one's heard from me,
No one,no one,no one
Alone,alone,alone
in a far away inn
even the innkeeper's asleep
the streets are desolate,
Alone,alone,alone
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