Well I know it's just a spring haze But I don't much like the look of it And if omens are a God send like men breezing in Certain these clouds go somewhere
Well, I know it's just a spring haze. But I don't much like the look of it. And if omens are a god-send like men, breezing in. Certain these clouds go
Tulkojums: Tori Amos. Gada pavasarī dūmaka.
: Well, I know it's just a spring haze. But I don't much like the look of it. And if omens are a god-send like men, breezing in. Certain these clouds
