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Arcade Fire The Old Flame

five minutes but I knew in a sentence So why do we go through all of this again? Your eyes are flutterin' such pretty wings A moth, flyin' into the same old flame

Prijevod: Arcade Fire. Stari plam.

Prijevod: Arcade Fire. Stari plam.

five minutes, But I knew in a sentence So why do we go through all of this again? Your eyes are flutterin? Such pretty wings. A moth, flyin? into the Same old flame

minutes, But I knew in a sentence So why do we go through all of this again? Your eyes are flutterin? Such pretty wings. A moth, flyin? into the Same old flame

minutes, But I knew in a sentence So why do we go through all of this again? Your eyes are flutterin? Such pretty wings. A moth, flyin? into the Same old flame