Have you seen the sunlight pouring through her hair And felt her warm mouth on ya in the summer's air? Running in a field of brown, laughing, rolling
Tulkojums: Trīs Dog Night. Saules gaisma.
Have you seen the sunlight pouring in through her hair; Felt her warm mouth on you in the summer's air? Running in a field of brown; Laughing, rolling
I'm the Real one, yes the Phunky Feel One You know I'm the Real one, yes the Phunky Feel One Verse Two: Sen Dog, B-Real Night in a stiff block, hangin