What was it you said about luck Forfeit rights and ploughs to pluck From twenty-one miles of view And things such not of being true. She likes it to talk to you. You don’t mind letting yourself through
What was it you said about luck Forfeit rights and ploughs to pluck From twenty-one miles of view And things such not of being true. She likes it to talk to you. You don’t mind letting yourself through
You don’t mind letting yourself through You don’t mind letting yourself through You don’t mind letting yourself through You don’t mind letting yourself through You don’t mind letting yourself throughTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
