, my Guenevere The days were warm, the nights were sweet I didn't think that something troubling me My Guenevere, you left one night Farewell Guenevere, where are you? Guenevere
Превод: Springfield, Рик. Guenevere.
her king My Guenevere The days were warm The nights were sweet I didn't care If something troubled me My Geuenevere You left me Now I failed Guenevere [Chorus:] Guenevere
