her coming Crazy little mama going round and round Last time I touched her she was burning Through a heat of ever lasting light Drifting through her
(Plant/Adams/Deamer/Baggott/Jones/Thompson) Last time I saw her she was running Laughing swirling high above the ground People stop and check and watch
Traduction: Robert Plant. The Last Time I Saw Son.
: (Plant/Adams/Deamer/Baggott/Jones/Thompson) Last time I saw her she was running Laughing swirling high above the ground People stop and check and
The last time I saw her face Her eyes were bathed in starlight And her hair hung long The last time she spoke to me Her lips were like the scented flowers
