Helplessly hoping her harlequin hovers nearby awaiting a word Gasping at glimpses of gentle true spirit He runs, wishing he could fly Only to trip at
Fordítás: Crosby, Still, Nash Young. Abban a reményben, tehetetlenül.
Helplessly hoping her harlequin hovers nearby Awaiting a word Gasping at glimpses of gentle true spirit he runs Wishing he could fly Only to trip at
