Lyrics:
viejas, badajos de algodón las viejas, campanas calaveras las viejas oh, lobelias las vieras qué bien formaban ronda las viejas, abrasando la flor quedaban
and nice Lobelia's her disguise One day that flower will be stolen By gypsy all so foreign But people call it love When the rain is over We swim in
view. All these things I knew. Muddy white petunias, lobelia trails blue-eyed, all of it is mine. Irises shot up high and white lilies tumbled shy, all
Irises hellebores lilly incas Daffodils Aubrietas beebalms trilliums Periwinkles pansies lobelias
disbelief And so what arose by any other name? Une petite fleur du mal, a daisy or a daffodil or gilded mourning lily or lobelia or white or yellow tulip
risada igual palhaço Essa brisa bate mas ela vem de longe Punch a Punch, mano seu beat é fraco Sente o Drive da Tiny Lobelia Isso é Hard, não f*de
Jacaré A Tiny Lobelia te espanca mano então' não mosca Ela não gosta de margiela por isso quer ouvir da nova Co' jaco refletivel, de Vista eu tava Fora
trouxe flores e Lobelias Vc' é difícil igual novela Se encara' muito eu saio da tela Ela acha feio essa margiela Uma boca doce, Marshmallow Gosta de
scent of Lobelia Behind the facades of wisteria Take a slow dive into hysteria In the cottage gardens there's a wistful air Of wealth and boredom
the common and the Latin names rooted deep in Greek — golden splash euonymus pleasant sounding lobelia, gypsophila linum, creeping lamium lilium, allium,
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