The last time I saw William, he was as good as gone
He'd packed up all his poetry and his hurtin' songs
Well they say that he died, but the papers lied
About our long lost favourite song
And the last time I saw William, he was all undone
He'd lost his bag of thunder, and his brave disguise
He was trying to find some kind of peace of mind with brand new eyes
But it all came back in shades of black, like a past that's just begun
And the last time I saw William, he was a man on the run
years - évek
undone - visszavonható
trying - megpróbálja
troubadour - trubadúr
tonight - ma este
thunder - mennydörgés
peace - béke
cannot - nem tud
walking - gyalogló
empty - üres
disguise - elrejt
poetry - költészet
marquee - sátor
brand - márka
shades - homály
better - jobb
begun - megkezdett
shaky - ingatag
glory - dicsőség
praise - dicséret
corner - sarok
souls - lelkek
brave - bátor
boulevard - körút
about - ról ről
favourite - kedvenc
feelings - érzések
william - vilmos
papers - papírok
black - fekete
holding - holding
ground - talaj
light - fény
loneliness - magányosság
songs - dalok
never - soha
packed - csomagolt
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