Here today we huddle tight As the darkest heathens might The snow falls chilly on our skin The snow is forcing its way in. Hush, snow, come in with us to dwell: We were thrown out by Heaven as well.

Marie Farrar: month of birth, April Died in the Meissen penitentiary An unwed mother, judged by the law, she will Show you how all that lives, lives frailly. Y…

Come in, dear wind, and be our guest You too have neither home nor rest.

Oh the harsh snarl of guitar strings roaring! Heavenly distensions of our throats! Trousers stiff with dirt and love! Such whoring! Long green slimy nights: we…

And coming new, he'd do tha same thang if he could/Cuz in the hood true homies make you feel good

I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners/Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya

E si tot venta'ill freg'aura, L'amor qu'ins el cor mi pleu Mi ten caut on plus iverna.