26. 2. 2011

Nostalgia attack!!

With bony hands I hold my partner
On soulless feet we cross the floor
The music stops as if to answer
An empty knocking at the door
It seems his skin was sweet as mango
When last I held him to my breast
But now we dance this grim fandango
And will four years before we rest

Can you guess the game?
No Google!

1 komentář:

level85nerd řekl(a)...

hm i dont know :\