I loved you next to the parking lot,
in the distance you could hear bells ringing.
I loved you one cold night,
all love songs are slimy and nasty.
You loved me next to bells ringing in the distance.
You loved me one cold night,
with love songs, meaningless and nasty. />no more bells ringing in the distance.
There is no more cheese, no more hard wine,
no more of our little sparrows.
No more the old payment,
no more in the distance the bells ringing.
No more cheese, no more wine pouring,
no more our little sparrows.
No more our little sparrows,
and our chicks that ran around the yard ,
and oat grains.
There is nothing!

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