It laughs and then it sings And all the lies that we can tell to our foolish selves Maybe this is the love song that I refused to write her When I loved
It laughs And then it sings And all the lies that we can tell To our foolish selves Maybe this is the love song that I refused to Write her when I loved
Traduction: Elvis Costello. Quand il chante.
things It laughs And then it sings And all the lies that we can tell To our foolish selves Maybe this is the love song that I refused to Write her when
