Текст: Rolling Stones. Gomper.
By the lake with lily flowers
Wallow away the evening hours
To and fro, she's gently gliding
On the glassy lake, she's riding
She swims to the side
The sun sees her dried
The birds hover high
I'd stifle a cry
The birds hover high
She moans with a sigh
Wallow away the evening hours
To and fro, she's gently gliding
On the glassy lake, she's riding
She swims to the side
The sun sees her dried
The birds hover high
I'd stifle a cry
The birds hover high
She moans with a sigh
Rolling Stones
Rolling Stones