Letra de Frank Sinatra
We know of an ancient radiation That haunts dismembered constellations A faintly glimmering radio stationWhile Frank Sinatra sings "Stormy Weather" The flies and spiders get along together Cobwebs fall on an old skipping recordBeyond the suns that guard this roost Beyond your flowers of flaming truth Beyond your latest ad campaignsAn old man sits, collecting stamps In a room all filled with Chinese lamps He saves what others throw away He says that he'll be rich somedayWe know of an ancient radiation That haunts dismembered constellations A faintly glimmering radio stationWe know of an ancient radiation That haunts dismembered constellations A faintly glimmering radio stationWhile Frank Sinatra sings "Stormy Weather" The flies and spiders get along together Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record