Fear and flowers

She was walking into the night

to find a boy, to meet a boy

She need a drink to forget

your last time, no more time to play

She need a love,

to talk and share your emotions

fear and flowers

She walk at night looking for someone

no matter where

She was wearing a black dress

and a beautiful shoes

I saw her smiling,

touching your hairs

But the night is very sad for those who walk alone

a rude man stole your purse

and pushed her over the cars

Now She cry on sidewalk

over smashed flowers

no more boys, no more love

I want a drink to forget…

the last boy, the last love and

this night of the pain

Autor Karlos Brasil

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