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 - Yıl
undone - yapılmamış
trying - çalışıyor
troubadour - ozan
tonight - Bu gece
thunder - gök gürültüsü
peace - barış
cannot - yapamam
walking - yürüme
empty - Boş
disguise - gizlemek
poetry - şiir
marquee - tente
brand - marka
shades - iz
better - Daha iyi
begun - başladı
shaky - titrek
glory - şan
praise - övgü
corner - Köşe
souls - ruhlar
brave - cesur
boulevard - bulvar
about - hakkında
favourite - favori
feelings - duygular
william - william
papers - kâğıtlar
black - siyah
holding - tutma
ground - Zemin
light - ışık
loneliness - yalnızlık
songs - şarkılar
never - asla
packed - paketlenmiş
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