I was just a curly-haired mountain boy On my way passing through I heard a voice whisper, "Good evening" I turned to a shadow and saw her there So all
I was just a curly-haired mountain boy On my way Passing thru I heard a voice Whisper good evening I turned to a shadow And saw her there So all alone
Превод: Тим Буцклеи. Кафе.
