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Clapton Eric Black Rose

howling at the midnight moon. I'm on my way to where the black rose blooms. The mountain's high, the night is cold. I feel the sunshine; a black rose

Traducere: Cream \u0026amp; Eric Clapton. Black Rose.

howling at the midnight moon. I'm on my way to where the black rose blooms. The mountain's high, the night is cold. I feel the sunshine; a black rose

howling at the midnight moon. I'm on my way to where the black rose blooms. The mountain's high, the night is cold. I feel the sunshine; a black rose