clothes and wishing I was gone Going home, where the New York City winters aren't bleedin' me Leadin' me, to goin' home In the clearing stands a boxer
my winter clothes And wishing I was gone, goin' home Where the New York City winters aren't bleedin' me Leadin' me goin' home In the clearing stands a boxer
clothes And wishing I was gone Going home Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me, Leading me, going home. In the clearing stands a boxer
clothes And wishing I was gone Going home Where the New York City winters Aren't bleeding me, Leading me, Going home. In the clearing stands a boxer
Překlad: Simon, Paul. Boxer.
Překlad: Simon. Boxer.
Překlad: Simon a Garfunkel. Boxer.