Giants Are Windmills 歌词

I might as well set of to Madrid now and have a shock for a while A train is setting off to the front line Packed a luggage way to heavy for my back. A train is setting off to the wild side These books won’t make me sneeze once they’re packed. I might as well set off to the old house All the memories disappearing through the cracks. The giants are windmills but I some times forget The ground is too dry here and the air is too wet I once was a child I was bathed, combed and fed Now hours are minutes And these feelings are threats ¡Giants are Windmills!