, with memories lingering Like faded flowers, life can't mean anything When your lover has gone Like faded flowers, life can't mean anything When your lover has gone
Traducció: Sinatra, Frank. Quan el seu amant ha anat.
When your lover has gone What lonely hours, the evening shadows bring What lonely hours, with memories lingering Like faded flowers, life can't mean anything When your lover
When your lover has gone What lonely hours, the evening shadows bring What lonely hours, with memories lingering Like faded flowers, life can't mean anything When your