, make me a bad man Wandered down to Lisson Grove It was somewhere I used to go We saw faces in the trees The traffic whispered 'Ebony' Ebony now
Fordítás: Anderson, Brett. Ébenfa.
hands, make me a bad man Wandered down to Lisson Grove It was somewhere I used to go We saw faces in the trees The traffic whispered 'Ebony' Ebony
