Letra de Mount Wroclai (Idle Days) - Beirut

And I know when time will pass by slow
Without my heart what can I do?
You're in the halls
The bell gives way to a larger swell
Without my heart what can I do?
Oh, Wroclai
And we grow fat on the charms
Of our idle dreary days
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Seen the shadows grow
See an ominous display
With no alarm
Could we say we'd have expected this way
Under stars have died
Give incent to play
Wroclai