The mist has cleared from Muckish Hill. Our parting coming nearer. The last embrace, the final touch. With nothing more to say. Nothing more to say As silence fell around the bridge. Not a single
All day. Esta loca. All night. Esta loca. All day. Say something. Esta loca. Tu sabes que todo el mundo est cantando esto!. Esta loca. What the *! Oh, locas y locos. Locas con bocas grandes,