Esmafarja by Flue Lyrics
Your face like a sentence to mankind
You're dressed in white to shade dismay
Your tears are like commitments to remind
You've depressed delight
You're pleased to peregrinate
To trace the unknown far away
Part of an elusive inane
Que le dits "esmafarja"?
Pervaded by a sense mundane
Que le dits "esmafarja"?
Pursuitеd by an inmost tease
Who impedеs ulterior surcease
Leaving a message on a sunday square
Like an unselfish memory there
Leaving a friend on a sunday square
Like an unselfish passion there
Leaving a tear on a sunday square
Like an unselfish compassion there
Leaving a past on a sunday square
Like an unselfish injury there
You're dressed in white to shade dismay
Your tears are like commitments to remind
You've depressed delight
You're pleased to peregrinate
To trace the unknown far away
Part of an elusive inane
Que le dits "esmafarja"?
Pervaded by a sense mundane
Que le dits "esmafarja"?
Pursuitеd by an inmost tease
Who impedеs ulterior surcease
Leaving a message on a sunday square
Like an unselfish memory there
Leaving a friend on a sunday square
Like an unselfish passion there
Leaving a tear on a sunday square
Like an unselfish compassion there
Leaving a past on a sunday square
Like an unselfish injury there