Vārdi: Elisa. Then Comes The Sun. The Window.
:
If you open the window,
I'm free from the words that are hard to come out
It's a weeping willow ... your fingers and my hair
if the wind comes and play it's music
If you open the window,
I'm free from the words that are hard to come out
It's a weeping willow ... your fingers and my hair
if the wind comes and play it's music
Elisa
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