Lucky Fonz III
Poor Carolina
after the days when flowers were whiteafter the days when the sun gave its lifea young girl is standing with eyes open widewaiting for someone to return from the nighther left hand is holding a coat that seems warmit's a cot and it's worn out but the thing has its charmher right hand is trying to light up a smokebut the wind will not have it, make it seem like a jokeoh my poor CarolinaJohn from the baker was 19 years oldbut things got too hard and the bakery was solda man comes up to him, said 'I've got you a job'and without even thinking John signs right upthen in the frontline he wrote her a songhe said in his letter that it wouldn't be long'no need to worry' is what he would saybut the letter got lost and it's still lost todayoh my poor Carolinaa boy and a girl and they're waiting in linehe thinks she's wonderful, she thinks he's fine'I've got a cigarette if you have a lightI'll bring the day if you bring the night'
From Letras Mania