The touch, the rush, oh The touch, the rush, oh The touch, the rush, oh You turn around and make we wanna make you think I'm in to you An easy catch,
Prijevod: Neopjevan nule. Ruski Valcer.
dressed all in white silk a pale ghost she floats till the snow is forgotten outside by soft light of candlestick step two three four five six two pairs
: dressed all in white silk a pale ghost she floats till the snow is forgotten outside by soft light of candlestick step two three four five six two
