Mary
Molella
Mary
They say Mary has gone away
They saw her cry
Running in the darkness of a railway
They know she was escaping
Nights of sirens in that suburb
Running wasn't enough
It's said she has a bit of nostalgia for all of us
But she's gone
Mary
Walking on darker paths
Looking for genuine smiles
Beyond the walls of this city
Noh, Mary
Walking on darker paths
You wrote in the secret diary
That beast is not my dad
Noh, Mary
Walking on darker paths
You wrote in the secret diary
That beast is not my dad
Noh, Mary
Noh, Mary
Mary
She's gone
They saw her cry
Running in the darkness of a railway
Nights of sirens in that suburb
It's said she has a bit of nostalgia for all of us
Noh, Mary
Noh, Mary