Music: Gold-Bloss) You came one night, turned my tide Blood red moon that you are How I sit here, what can I do Wrapped in feathers and tar You clutched
You came one night, turned my tide Blood red moon that you are Now I sit here, what can I do Wrapped in feathers and tar You clutched my back and you
/ Music: Gold-Bloss) You came one night, turned my tide Blood red moon that you are How I sit here, what can I do Wrapped in feathers and tar You clutched
Traduzione: Alphaville. Piume e catrame.
