[Foreign Content] Night calls through the air Reaching for its solitude Dusk lures like a lyre Beckoning the quietude In a state of constant commotion
want to return to their homelands. Night calls through the air reaching for its solitude Dusk lures like a lyre beckoning the quietude In state of
Fordítás: Manhattan Transfer. A nyugalom (Encuentro De Animales).
t want to return to their homelands. Night calls through the air reaching for its solitude Dusk lures like a lyre beckoning the quietude In state of