The dark nights are drawing in And your humor is as black as them I look at yours, and you laugh at mine And love is just a miserable lie You have
away The dark nights are drawing in And your humour is as black as them I look at yours, you laugh at mine And "love" is just a miserable lie You have
Vertaling: Die Smiths. Treurige Lie (BBC).
Vertaling: Die Smiths. Miserabele Lie.
Vertaling: Die Smiths. Treurige Lie (Tate).
well away The dark nights are drawing in And your humour is as black as them I look at yours, you laugh at mine And "love" is just a miserable lie You
