Hanging the Moon
Hanging the Moon by Plamen Sivov It’s been one of those seasons of quiet despair, I could hang the moon painted over your skies – keep you company, even when nobody’s there, throw her...
Hanging the Moon by Plamen Sivov It’s been one of those seasons of quiet despair, I could hang the moon painted over your skies – keep you company, even when nobody’s there, throw her...
продължаваме ирландската вълна: Fiddler’s Green. [audio:http://poetiskitara.com/audio/fiddlers-green.mp3]