And many voices called me out to the cliffs But you held me safe, you wrestled me still Wiping the black blood from my mouth Speeding into nowhere It starts in Penzance
And many voices called me out to the cliffs But you held me safe You wrestled me still Wiping the black blood from my mouth Speeding into nowhere It starts in Penzance
Překlad: Wolf, Patrick. Penzance.
hills And many voices called me out to the cliffs But you held me safe You wrestled me still Wiping the black blood from my mouth Speeding into nowhere It starts in Penzance
