Текст песни
What's the echo of my name?
Is it heavy from the weight of all my trying,
Or as light as a morning rain?
Are you rich or broke?
What doesn't tear never goes out of style.
At the end of your rope, when the evening is close,
Is it heavy from the weight of all my trying,
Or as light as a morning rain?
Are you rich or broke?
What doesn't tear never goes out of style.
At the end of your rope, when the evening is close,