eu sou o franz kafka
gotica em belem do para
now i've no one to tell
how i lost my best friend
now i've no one to tell
how i lost my best friend
love me more, love me more
love enough to fill me up
love me more, love me more
love enough to fill me up
of the coffee you left
a kiss left of you
of the coffee you left
a kiss left of you
this once, and then we can forget
this once, and then we can forget
october 6, 1917 franz kafka's diary
october 6, 1917 franz kafka's diary