: Ramona, come closer, Shut softly your watery eyes. The pangs of your sadness Shall pass as your senses will rise. The flowers of the city Though breathlike
Ramona, come closer shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness Will pass as your senses will rise The flowers of the city Though breath like
Ramona, come closer, Shut softly your watery eyes. The pangs of your sadness Shall pass as your senses will rise. The flowers of the city Though breathlike
Übersetzung: Dylan, Bob. Ramona.
