didn't turn me on One night she stopped to talk to pass the time And then I saw her eyes, her softly smiling glow We sat and talked all night at Byblos
t turn me on. One night she stopped to talk to pass the time. And then I saw her eyes; her softly smiling glow, We sat and talked all night at Byblos.
Übersetzung: Chicago. Byblos.
