Paharul meu e gol
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wWJGzTUD1tA Brother, my cup is empty And I haven’t got a penny For to buy no more whiskey I have to go home. I am the captain of my pain Tis the bit, the bridle, The trashing cane The stirrup, the harness The whipping mane The pickled eye The shrinking brain O brother, buy me [...]