Playlisty Kecárna
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There was lung-cold steel in the way I feel without her
There were mystic eyes shinin' through the lies about her
My actu'l grip on life was gone
I was livin' in my dream
When along came a man on a tortoise shell
The strangest I did see
He said "come ride upon my back
Although the pace is slow
I've no intention of turning back
From where you want to go-ho"
And there was Jessica, long and dark'ning
An under-rated queen
To laugh is fine
To fool, divine
But keep your thinking clean
And here Miranda stood much taller
Softly flowing grace
Why was the smirk now getting smaller
Painted on my face?

Text přidala Maribel

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