Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as I
Prijevod: Woody Guthrie. Zapamtite Noćenje Mountain.
Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as
