a Beltane A come, a Beltane, a come, a Beltane, a come, a Beltane A come, a Beltane, a come, a Beltane, a come, a Beltane A come, a Beltane, a come,
along your neck it's just the old gods getting older. And the kestral drops like a fall of shot and the red cloud hanging high come - a Beltane.
Fordítás: Jethro Tull. Beltane.
your neck it's just the old gods getting older. And the kestral drops like a fall of shot and the red cloud hanging high come - a Beltane. Have
