Making your way through an orangepeel orchard Tracing your day from disillusioned to debauched and Spring passed quickly below the rotten elm tree
we once called home Its if they call to tell, from broken lives that fell Only time will show how i lost Isabel Isabel Isabel Isabel Isabel Isabel
Making your way through an orangepeel orchard Tracing your day from disillusioned to debauched And spring passed quickly below the rotten elm tree You
Traduzione: Del Amitri. Corvi In Campo di grano.
Traduzione: Campi. Isabel.