tracks from the needles Never leads the way Run, in emotional fields you lay Run, devour and seize the day Come down from your ivory hilltop Enough of your morning grey
from the needles Never leads the way Run, in emotional fields you lay Run, devour and seize the day Come down from your ivory hilltop Enough of your morning grey
Превод: Scarem Harem. Сутрин Грей.