In the event the angels cry, rain falls to the village/Rain falls around the bell tower/Another person died, an angel fell/An angel died/An angel departed and gained’t return/If the assassin fled, and Chico Méndez died/the jungle drowned in weeping/He still left two wonderful kids, a courageous wife/And a jungle in agonyA further Beatles song ca

My soul, coronary heart, body, thoughts and sweetness are during the palm of your respective hand/I don’t know what to do regarding your teasing me and rejecting me/Why ought to I hide my enthusiasm when it is consuming me?/I’ll complain, cry and communicate, and perhaps, my pricey, your coronary heart will softenRegardless of whether you’re