О, жизнь, ты прекрасна вполне
Like every wind that blows and stars that glow
Deep in the darkest night, you´re my light
From all the flowing trees to little bees
Beneath what´s wrong or right you´re the air I breathe
anette-olzon.blogspot.com/2011/02/song.html
Deep in the darkest night, you´re my light
From all the flowing trees to little bees
Beneath what´s wrong or right you´re the air I breathe
anette-olzon.blogspot.com/2011/02/song.html