When everything we felt fails Then some music, soft and distant sails But it don't sound like it did before Then I know I'm left with nothing more Then
the early morning I can't make up a thing And a barely can play I don't like to sing So I picked up my brush Painted blue guitar And I ripped off the
when everything we felt failed and some music soft in distant sails but it don't sound like it did before then i know i'm left with nothing more than
Перевод: Художники Красный дом. Другой Song For Blue Guitar.
Перевод: Художники Красный дом. Песни для Blue Guitar.
