anymore With wings, things would be far, even if they were near Here in my head Close my eyes and see ones / Here in my head Close my eyes and see ones
Preklad: Ostrovy. Ones.
Some belive its fate, Some think its luck, But our meeting was the best, Thing that ever stuck. I was lost until your, Green eyes met my blue.
still fighting. Ooh, on Easter Island. (Haitu noises/voices in background) I'll search that stretch, come back home. Come back home. Come back home. On Easter Island
Les vagues de la mer Sont des baisers Que la mer vient poser Quand elle s'ennuie d'attendre Les vagues de la mer Sont des baisers, Le sable tend sa
