Sasha Persholja - Pomlad Al Jesen

Sasha Persholja - Pomlad Al Jesen
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Lyrics

I was try trying,
I was trying hard.
I was trying to: forgot my baby.
Then I took a walk in Central Park,
and god damn I saw her standing there in the dark.
She was doing with,
some other man.
That’s when the strike in my heart began.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
a wise man talk.
There is nothing more you can do,
to give a new home.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
I will rather be home.
There is nothing more I can do,
to give me a home.
I was try trying,
trying hard.
I was trying hard to: forgot my baby.
I was trying: try, try, trying,
trying all night.
Then I could not sleep that night!
I was walking,
walking long through Central Park,
and god damn it then I saw her standing in the dark.
I was walking,
walking all night through Central Park,
then I saw her standing there in the dark.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
a wise man talk.
There is nothing more I can do,
to give me hope.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
a wise man talk.
There is nothing more I can do,
to give me hope.
I was trying and trying,
and trying hard,
trying hard to: forgot my baby.
I was trying and trying,
trying hard,
trying hard to: for god my baby.
So I took a walk-through,
through Central Park,
and then I saw her standing there in the dark.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
a wise man talk.
There is nothing more I can do,
to give me hope.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
To give me home.
There is nothing more I can do,
a wise man talk.
I was try trying,
I was T trying hard.
I was trying hard to get some sleep!
But I just could,
I just could not sleep,
so I woke up and was given a ride.
I was dry and trying,
trying to: forget my baby.
Trying, trying to walk,
and I took a long walk through Central Park,
But if I have no luck: I saw her standing there in the dark.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
a wise man talk.
There is nothing more I can do,
to give me hope.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
a wise man talk.
There is nothing more I can do,
to give me hope.
I was dry, trying, trying to get to sleep.
But I just could not: take a nap.
So I woke out of the bad and dressed up myself,
to take a long to the City.
I was trying, dry, and trying to: forget my baby!
I was trying and trying, trying hard.
So I took a long, long walk through the Central Bar,
And God damn it I have no luck: I saw her standing in the dark!
There is nothing more than the Blues,
a wise man talk.
There is nothing more you can do,
I will rather be home.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
Saw her there!
There is nothing more than the Blues,
a wise man talk.
I tried, try and try,
To get to sleep.
But just could not close my eyes and: take a nap!
So I woke up from the bad and dressed,
and took a ride in the car to the City.
I try, try and try,
I was trying to: forgot my baby!
I was trying hard.
So I took a long, long walk through Central Park,
and behind the tree, I saw her standing in the dark.
Doing with some other man.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
a living me hope.
There is nothing more I can do.
To give a ton.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
To give me hope.
Jes, nothing more I can do,
stay all alone!
I was trying, trying, and trying to: for god my baby!
Then I out do a long walk to Central Park.
and then god damn I saw her standing in the dark.
She was getting down with some other man.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
to give me hope.
There is nothing more I can do,
a wise man talk.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
to give me hope.
There is nothing more I can do,
a wise man talk.
I was trying, trying, and trying to: forget my baby!
Then I took a long walk to the Central Bar.
And god damn I saw her standing there in the dark.
She was getting down with some other man.
Jes, nothing more I can do,
a wise man talk.
There is nothing more than the Blues,
To give me hope.
There’s nothing more I can do,
a wise man talk.
There’s nothing more than the Blues,
To give me hope.