when there is noone left and nothing
no friend in need but something
fills up your soul with sadness
brings up your anger and madness
at least there is wine
it tastes sweet and fine
oh please be mine
from four till nine
when there is noone left and nothing
no friend in need but something
fills up your soul with sadness
brings up your anger and madness
at least there is wine
it tastes sweet and fine
oh please be mine
from four till nine
