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Depeche Mode Ice Machine

Running through my head secretly The shouts of the boys in the factory I ring you on the telephone silently Like blood, like the wine in the darkroom

Running through my head secretly The shouts of the boys in the factory I ring you on the telephone silently Like blood, like the wine in the darkroom

Traduction: Depeche Mode. Machine à glace.

Running through my head secretly The shouts of the boys in the factory I ring you on the telephone silently Like blood, like the wine in the darkroom

Running through my head secretly The shouts of the boys in the factory I ring you on the telephone silently Like blood, like wine in the darkroom scene