was pleasing to my mind Her rosy cheeks, her ruby lips, like arrows pierced my breast And the name she bore was Flora, the lily of the west. I courted
pleasing to my mind Her rosy cheeks, her ruby lips, like arrows pierced my breast And the name she bore was flora, the lily of the west. I courted lovely
pleasing to my mind Her rosy cheeks, her ruby lips, like arrows pierced my breast And the name she bore was Flora, the lily of the west. I courted lovely
Übersetzung: Dylan, Bob. Lily of the West.
