In your hair I hid the stars month in the house of palms under a coat all the wounded bird and long out of my bag Upon thy neck, my other lip blue handkerchief in his pocket vessels in the eye of a distant last tram stop Cheap night for all unfaithful mates and the whole world let it burn just to get over you Better to have loved another my joy, my infidelity like an angry dog barking at night on your windows
ralee87 1 year ago 2
@ralee87
hahaha, kakva bre "long", misli na rainbow, a ne na duzinu :D
Prevod ti nista ne valja, samo kaljas pesmu.
Aj ziveli :D
Bozidar88 3 months ago 3
pesma je extra.....
MrSRBIN94 1 year ago 3
THE BEST1!! :DDDD KERBER 4 LIFE :DD
BLICBHF 1 year ago