Texty:
Odoslanie Dve Mince

I stick loneliness, your lips And the two coins of your eyes Into my pickets, yeah, hey Well, the train skates into Port Henry Late Sunday, alright Sometimes

Preklad: Odoslanie. Dve mince.

I stick loneliness, you lips and the two coins of your eyes into my pockets well the train skates into Port Henry late sunday sometimes when I'm riding