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
Oversættelse: Vips. Oprigtighed Of The Pressthroated Person, som opholder sig på trappen som 5 PM.
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
