A beautiful woman she rose From the smoking waters of the lake With a candle that burned in each palm My teeth each sank gently to the floor
Bring me some luck little junebug You cousins they're gods to the seas The march afternoons The sun and the moon
Before I fall asleep A white blood of wolves must be drained And that sorry captain howdy Scatters my bones for the lambs
Bring me some luck little junebug You cousins they're gods to the seas The march afternoons The sun and the moonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
