Gothic Testo

Testo Gothic

Tiziano Ferro: "Ecco come mi sono preparato per il tour"
There was nothing but the sand as far as the eye could see...
I am nearly dying of thirst...always...

cureless of the dry and pain...
I asked for sleeping another MASK into the your mind...

There was nothing but the sand as far as the eye could see...
I am nearly dying of thirst...always...

cureless of the dry and pain...
I asked for sleeping another MASK into the your mind...

There was nothing but the sand as far as the eye could see...
I am nearly dying of thirst...always...

struggled to get free from the chain
She intenes whipped the my body
but I endured the pain in silence...

struggled to get free from the chain
She intenes whipped the my body
but I endured the pain in silence...

struggled to get free from the chain
She intenes whipped the my body
but I endured the pain in silence...

cureless of the dry and pain...
I asked for sleeping another MASK into the your mind...

struggled to get free from the chain
She intenes whipped the my body
but I endured the pain in silence...

struggled to get free from the chain
She intenes whipped the my body
but I endured the pain in silence...

struggled to get free from the chain
She intenes whipped the my body
but I endured the pain in silence...

There was nothing but the sand as far as the eye could see...
I am nearly dying of thirst...always...

There was nothing but the sand as far as the eye could see...
I am nearly dying of thirst...always...

There was nothing but the sand as far as the eye could see...
I am nearly dying of thirst...always...

There was nothing but the sand as far as the eye could see..