To the snows of Nome, Poor sad baby, that's when I'll be coming home. Rose gardens in the rain And castles in the snow, Post cards from distant places Are poor
to the snows of Nome Poor, sad baby, that's when I'll be coming home Rose gardens in the rain and castles in the snow Post cards from distant places are poor
the snows of Nome, Poor sad baby, that's when I'll be coming home. Rose gardens in the rain And castles in the snow, Post cards from distant places Are poor
Traduzione: Mitchell Joni. Povero bambino triste.
