All in the golden afternoon full leisurely we glide For both our oars, with little skill, by little arms are plied While little hands make vain pretence
(Lyrics: Lewis Carroll / Music: Bloss-Gold-Lloyd-Echolette) All in the golden afternoon full leisurely we glide For both our oars, with little skill
ترجمة: Alphaville. الكل في العصر الذهبي.
