King Crimson ☆ Matte Kudasai

Still, by the window pane,
Pain, like the rain that’s falling.
She waits in the air,
Matte Kudasai.
She sleeps in a chair
In her sad America.

When, when was the night so long,
Long, like the notes I’m sending.
She waits in the air,
Matte Kudasai.
She sleeps in a chair
In her sad America.

King Crimson - Matte Kudasai (Live Frejus '82)

King Crimson - Matte Kudasai (lyrics)

Matte Kudasai - King Crimson Subtitulado

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