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Jethro Tull Roots To Branches

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. Another Harry's Bar. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Další Harry Bar.
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Wet wind on the sidewalk, I'm starin' at the rain Walkin' up the street, yeah and walkin' down again And my feet are tired and my brain is numb See that

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. At Last, Forever. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Na poslední, Forever.
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So why are you holding my hand tonight? I'm not intending to go far away I'm just slipping through to the back room I'll leave you messages almost everyday

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. Beside Myself. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Vedle sebe samého.
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Small child messing down, messing down In the streets of Bombay Cities like this have no shame, no shame Indeed, why should they? Out in the middle distance

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. Dangerous Veils. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Nebezpečné závoje.
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Desert candle in a tented space Throwing softer shadows on a covered face Sister, silent to the likes of me Pay my respects to her propriety Is this

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. Out of The Noise. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Z hluku.
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Glued to the kerbstone, staring Frozen at the stopsign too See that crazy suicide mongrel He's gonna try to clear that avenue Old dog of experience Ripping

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. Roots to Branches. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Roots to Branches.
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Roots down in the wet clay Branches glistening Roots to branches Roots to branches Roots to branches Roots to branches Roots to branches Roots to branches

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. Rare & Precious Chain. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Vzácné a drahé řetězec.
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Rare and precious chain Do I have to tell you, tell you once again? Under red lights, on soft nights It all comes back to you Rare and precious chain

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. Stuck in The August Rain. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Uvízl v dešti srpna.
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Brings jasmine tea on a painted tray And bends to kiss my frown away But I'm still stuck in the August rain Stuck out in the cloudburst once again The

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. This Free Will. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Tato svobodná vůle.
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She peeled from a stretch black snake Which slipped up to the hotel door Darting looks from piercing eyes The stir of memory and then no more Well, you

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. Valley. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Údolí.
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Wake hard in the morning, see the young girl milking Stream rushing by on a bed of stone Old goats and sandstone cracking, all containing Squeezing that

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. Wounded, Old And Treacherous. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Zraněný, staré a zrádné.
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A walk on the quiet side late in the day Don't mean to get in anybodys way The Gods seem willing, sun's in the sky Old crows cawing as the straight crows

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches.
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the faces cut in unmoving stone. Bad mouth on a prayer day, hope no one's listening. Roots down in the wet clay, branches glistening. True disciples

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Jethro Tull. Living With The Past. Roots To Branches. Jethro Tull. Living With The Past. Roots to Branches.
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the faces cut in unmoving stone. Bad mouth on a prayer day, hope no one's listening. Roots down in the wet clay, branches glistening. True disciples

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Jethro Tull. The Very Best Of Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. Jethro Tull. The Very Best Of Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches.
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the faces cut in unmoving stone. Bad mouth on a prayer day, hope no one's listening. Roots down in the wet clay, branches glistening. True disciples

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. Out Of The Noise. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Out Of The Noise.
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: Glued to the kerbstone, staring. Frozen at the stop-sign too. See that crazy suicide mongrel. He's going to try to cross that avenue. Old dog of

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. This Free Will. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Tato svobodná vůle.
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: She peeled from a stretch black snake which slipped up to the hotel door. Darting looks from piercing eyes The stir of memory and then no more.

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Jethro Tull. Roots To Branches. Valley. Jethro Tull. Roots to Branches. Údolí.
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: Wake hard in the morning. See the young girl milking. Stream rushing by on a bed of stone. Old goats and sandstone cracking All containing Squeezing

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