're the same The fields where we wandered were golden Now only muddy my boots Now I know I should recover, you're a bird of the summer I was wrong to
same doopdoodoo The fields where we wandered were golden Now only muddy my boots and I know I should recover, you're a bird of the summer, I was wrong
Tulkojums: Fine Frenzy. Putnu Of Summer.
the same doopdoodoo The fields where we wandered were golden Now only muddy my boots and I know I should recover, you're a bird of the summer, I was
