Teksty:
Duhks The Mists Of Down Below Meghan Hayden S

pass by Heading to the mists of down below Without fields ripe from rain There is no way to feed my pain Until I fly to mists of down below But down below

I pass by Heading to the mists of down below Without fields ripe from rain There is no way to feed my pain Until I fly to mists of down below But down below