It's my arm and it's my beauteful eye My compassion and my running sing On and on I hear the noise inside me I think to keep it or not to keep I was born
Oversettelse: VIPs. Åpenhet Of The Pressthroated Person, som oppholder On The Stairs At 17:00.
my arm and it's my beauteful eye My compassion and my running sing On and on I hear the noise inside me I think to keep it or not to keep I was born with
