Kaw-liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door. He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store. Kaw-liga just stood there and never
You keep me walking in light And you keep me walking outside You keep me deceiving in me And you keep me staring on you You are made of sun Take me to
Перевод: Tyr. Thorsteins Ква | Л ° я.
