Christmas trees are small, and you don't ask the time of day. But you and I, our love will never die, but guess we'll cry, come first of May. The apple
trees are small, and you don't ask the time of day. But you and I, our love will never die, but guess we'll cry, come first of May. The apple
Christmas trees are small And you don't ask the time of day But you and I, our love will never die But guess we'll cry come first of May The apple tree
Traduzione: The Bee Gees. Di Maggio.
Traduzione: The Bee Gees. Primo maggio (Reprise).