I stay in my room
It's cold and dark
I'm thinking of you...
I wonder where are you
And what do you do
What are you playing
With your black guitar...
Now I have one big wish
I wanna hear your music
I wanna hear the sound
That it makes when you touch
The chords of your black guitar!
Codrina
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