In the year when your bicycle broke You were crying in the yard But the world was a glorious game New adventures stole your heart It will come, it will
In the year when your bicycle broke, You were crying in the yard, But the world was a glorious game, New adventures stole your heart. It will come, it
Tulkojums: Echobelly. Gadā.
year when the future was lost, You were fighting in the class, Headed west with your wits and snarl, Left your parents in the past, '78 was the year you
