Nelson. Like Father, Like Sons. Fools Rush In (Where Angels Fear To Tread). Nelson. Jaký otec, takový Sons. Blázni spěchají (Kam se i andělé bojí vstoupit).
... Fools rush in where angels fear to tread And so I come to you, my love, my heart above my head. Though I see the danger there If there's a chance for
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