where are you going
says mildor to moldor
where are you going
says jack in the can
where are you going
says bob the red nose
where are you going
says everyone
hunting the wren
with bows and with arrows
how will you cook him
baked boild and roasted
we’ll come to the dinner
Dilimin ucunda"gitme dur"desem... Ya gülüp gecersen,yok söyleyemem... Bilmezsin uğruna bu can neleri yakar Gururum önümde…
Toxins in the airways, venom for all to taste. A death grip love for my…
Değişen ben değilim Dönüşen savaş Yaşlanmakla ıslanmak aynı şey: Bir yağmurun gölgesinde ihtiyarlanmak Şimdi ölüm…
well the suns too bright and the mountains are way too far and there is…
Anything that you wanna do, anyplace that you wanna go Don't need permission for everything…