You my friends, my enemies You who fought for nothing Once splited up by your dreams, Brought together in the battle. You my Lords, my dear Lords Come
ripping offf their dressers to revel Cheerleader gear. Arthur: I am Arthur King of the Britions And we are seeking men who are able. And so we're
Traduzione: Sconosciuto. Re Artù 3 Variante Jolly Rogues.
