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 - anos
undone - desfeito
trying - tentando
troubadour - trovador
tonight - esta noite
thunder - trovão
peace - paz
cannot - não podes
walking - caminhando
empty - vazio
disguise - disfarce
poetry - poesia
marquee - marquise
brand - marca
shades - tons
better - melhor
begun - começou
shaky - instável
glory - glória
praise - elogio
corner - canto
souls - almas
brave - bravo
boulevard - avenida
about - sobre
favourite - favorito
feelings - sentimentos
william - [object Object]
papers - papéis
black - preto
holding - segurando
ground - chão
light - luz
loneliness - solidão
songs - músicas
never - nunca
packed - embalado
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