Texty:
Erasure Crown Of Thorns

And here we stand in Old England's land The rose is choked by its thorn She will cast salt for your wound Old England wears no crown Never in a million

Preklad: Erasure. Crown Of Thorns.

And here we stand In old England's land The rose is choked by it's thorn She will cast salt For your wound Old England wears no crown Never in a million

And here we stand In old England's land The rose is choked by it's thorn She will cast salt For your wound Old England wears no crown Never in a million