white wings beating In an attic, in a house, in the dead of night Singing Oh, my Augustine, Augustine Oh, is this forever, ever? Oh, oh my sweet Augustine, Augustine
Great white wings beating In an attic, in a house, in the dead of night Singing, oh! My Augustine, Augustine! Oh! Is this forever, ever? Oh, oh Sweet Augustine, Augustine
Превод: Вук, Патрик. Августин.
beigns Great white wings beating In an attic, in a house, in the dead of night Singing, oh! My Augustine, Augustine! Oh! Is this forever, ever? Oh, oh Sweet Augustine, Augustine
