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Travis The Urge For Going

were trembling Frozen trees were standing in a lonely row I get the urge for going but I never seem to go And I get the urge for going when the meadow

Traducere: Travis. Nevoia pentru a merge.

were trembling Frozen trees were standing in a lonely row I get the urge for going but I never seem to go And I get the urge for going when the meadow

were trembling Frozen trees were standing in a lonely row I get the urge for going but I never seem to go And I get the urge for going when the meadow