A grief came riding on the wind Up the sun on river Thames I was sittin' on the bank with my mouth open When I felt it entering I began thinkin' about
A grief came riding On the wind Up the sun on river Thames I was sittin' on the bank with my mouth open When I felt it entering I began thinkin' about
Übersetzung: Nick Cave \u0026amp; The Bad Seeds. Trauer ritt.
: A grief came riding On the wind Up the sun on river Thames I was sittin' on the bank with my mouth open When I felt it entering I began thinkin' about