I've got a ticket to the fast city Where the bells don't really ring Getting off the plane the cold air Rushes like bullets through my brain And I'm
I've got a ticket, To the fast city, Where the bells don't really ring, Getting off the plane the cold air, Rushes like bullets through my brain,
Preklad: Melua, Katie. Belfast (Penguins a mačky).
Preklad: Melua, Katie. Belfast.
: I've got a ticket, To the fast city, Where the bells don't really ring, Getting off the plane the cold air, Rushes like bullets through my brain