fell Mad about the boy, I know it's stupid To be mad about the boy. I'm so ashamed of it But must admit The sleepless nights I've had about the boy. On
fell Mad about the boy, I know it's stupid To be mad about the boy. I'm so ashamed of it But must admit The sleepless nights I've had about the boy.
Překlad: Marianne Faithfull. O Mad Boy.
