A Backward Glance On A Travel Road - Regular Barbary lyrics
„J'essaie de cerner ma propre pensée… Et la parole” My liquid flesh When cold came You felt asleep In a silver hearse Where you used to think That you were young
„J'essaie de cerner ma propre pensée… Et la parole” My liquid flesh When cold came You felt asleep In a silver hearse Where you used to think That you were young