Children lieing in there beds. Just remember what your mother said. Don't you worry, don't you cry. Little black flowers grow, in the sky. In the sky.
Превод: Исак, Крис. Црна Цвеће.
Children lieing in there beds. Just remember what your mother said. Don't you worry, don't you cry. Little black flowers grow, in the sky. In the sky
: Children lieing in there beds. Just remember what your mother said. Don't you worry, don't you cry. Little black flowers grow, in the sky. In the sky
