Up near the border where the cruel white water Drowns vagabond who sleeps too low Me and my companion, famous Jack O'Lanterns Tracked the misty mountain
Thirteenth day of August '54, I was five years old Depending where you're counting from Mama, tell me what was going abroad No tales of things to come
Thirteenth day of August '54 I was five years old Depending where you're counting from Mama didn't tell me what was going abroad No tales of things to
Prijevod: Robert Plant. Bijela Čista i uredno.
: Thirteenth day of August '54 I was five years old Depending where you're counting from Mama didn't tell me what was going abroad No tales of things
13th day of August '54 I was five years old Depending where you're counting from Ma didn't tell me what was going abroad No tales of things to come Daddy