Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled too
A song that I had only sang to just a few
She saw my silver spurs and
Няма как да ти простя,
за миг отне ми вечността
Леда разпръсна се и бавно слезе в моето сърце.
Разруши се,но не спря
Парчета падат и туптят
И редят сами отново път
Показват ми пак своя път към теб!
hubavka pesen
They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son
So they can watch all the thing
