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Cocteau Twins Blue Bell Knoll

Each is not my love, moan I for what I make up hundreds so I know how to make love There, you can have my youth, I know I have loved Started to see him

Oversættelse: Cocteau Twins. Blue Bell Knoll.

Try to walk slow (try to walk slow) Let it pain (let it pain) Jelly ball (jelly ball) Shouldn't fade (shouldn't fade) Let us drown (let us drown)

Today love finds off little You see your singing is so vague His joined her love so little Don't care if you're fickle, oh that I find So many stars

Little Phoebe Who I've never seen Had you asked, I'd be right out And maybe In a good time Phoebe, then I'll tuck you in How is it (Listen angel) You

I feel Glad, oh I love (Oh, I love) Prose says Yes, he may (Oh, yes, he may) Fiddle Future (Her future) It dies Union of love Union of perfect love

Days, nervous, long by the sea Long love found of long by the dove Love, love, happy Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Love, love, happy Cute couple