sand and leftover nightmares Over the hill, a desolate wind Turns shit to gold and blows my soul crazy The end, oh, the end We live again Oh, I grow
sand And leftover nightmares Over the hill A desolate wind Turns s--t to gold And blows my soul crazy The end O the end We live again O I grow weary
Переклад: Вабити. Ми Live Again.
through sand And leftover nightmares Over the hill A desolate wind Turns s--t to gold And blows my soul crazy The end O the end We live again O I grow
