Bright Eyes. Oh, You Are The Roots That Sleep Beneath My Feet And Hold The Earth In Place. Bright Eyes. О, ви коріння, що сон у мене під ногами і утримувати на місці Землі.
... through some awful drive, you occasionally cross my mind. It is my hidden hope that you are still among them. Well are you? Oh, you the roots that sleep beneath my feet
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