Lletres:
Costello Elvis Withered Died

and lied I've only sad stories to tell to this town My dreams have withered and died My dreams have withered and died My dreams have withered and died

Traducció: Elvis Costello. Pansir i va morir.

this town My dreams have withered and died. Once I was bending the tops of the trees, Kind thoughts in my head, kind voices to hear. Then I took up with