Spring came far too early this year: May flowers blooming in February. Should I be sad for the months, or glad for the sky? The birds don't know which
Looked like a blue eyes lonely boy Hair skating to the ground Read the air between the words From the kingdom he was bound In loving, he gave all he could
Превод: Петер Габриел. Ово је слика (одличан птица).
Превод: Петар Хаммилл. Птице.
Превод: Петер Мурпхи. Дивљих птица хрле у мени.
Why can't I feel things that I'm supposed to Why can't I steal Why can't I see what I have to do To make it real I laugh when you die I cry when it
