Marta Lyrics & Chords By Belfast Food

Martha es solitaria Ella es la que calla La que se pasa la vida Desapercibida no la ve. Martha quiere enamorarse Solo quiere despertarse Para no morir vacia Palida y...read more

Marta, Rambling rose of the wildwood Marta, with your fragrance divine Rosebud, of the days of my childhood Watched you bloom in the wild wood and I hoped you'd be mine. ...read more

Marta, Rambling rose of the wildwood Marta, with your fragrance divine Rosebud, of the days of my childhood Watched you bloom in the wild wood And I hoped you'd be mine. ...read more

Marta viste ojos verdes y un sol marcado en la cabeza. Con su descapotado blanco recorre la ciudad. Crecen flores por donde ella pisa, es la reina del local. Le gustaba volar,...read more

Marta, se avessi la tua bocca da baciare Non fumerei quaranta sigarette al giorno, Non girerei come un idiota per Firenze Sentendo pesce attaccato alle spalle. Se avessi forze ed...read more