There was a young boy in a clock yard

Building himself from the pieces he found

Screwing on what's been left on the ground

Hoping to finish enough one day to leave

The years flew by and some gears fell off

Fears and rust and tears he doffed

And bravely searched, while parts he scoffed, but soon he found--

There was a young man in a clock yard

Building himself from the pieces he found

Screwing on what's been left on the ground

Hoping to finish enough one day to leave

The years flew by and some gears fell off


Kattintson bármely szóra a fordítás megtekintéséhez


Kattintson erre az ikonra az egész mondat lefordításához
