Psicopata Americano - Cuatro Milpas
Temas de Filmes
American Psycho - Four Cornfields
Four cornfields are all that remain
Of the little ranch that was mine, oh!
Of that little white and pretty house
How sad it is.
If you lend me your eyes, brunette,
I'll carry them in my soul, let them look over there
The remains of that little house
So white and pretty, how sad it is.
The pastures are without cattle,
Everything has ended, oh!
There are no more doves, nor ivy nor scents,
Everything has finished.
If you lend me your eyes, brunette,
I'll carry them in my soul, let them look over there
The remains of that little house
So white and pretty, how sad it is.
Four cornfields that I loved so much,
Because my mother took care of them, oh!
If you could see how lonely, there are no more poppies
Nor fragrant herbs.
If you lend me your eyes, brunette,
I'll carry them in my soul, let them look over there
The remains of that little house
So white and pretty, how sad it is.
