Mexican Horizon the colors of gold Silk and satin, our stories untold From here to this moment Mysteries of time pulling us further On this journey of mine. This journey divine
Hill and gully rider the Inca Steppa Hill and gully rider the Inca Steppa
Crossing over water. Fly through the air I hear you calling. My heart I declare Head's on the highway. Stretching space Leaving the wasteland. A world in disgrace
Hill and gully rider the Inca Steppa Hill and gully rider the Inca SteppaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
