hands of fools. Confusion will be my epitaph. As I crawl a cracked and broken path If we make it we can all sit back and laugh. But I fear tomorrow
fools. Confusion will be my epitaph. As I crawl a cracked and broken path If we make it we can all sit back and laugh. But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
ترجمة: الملك قرمز. المرثيه ، بما في ذلك مارس من دون سبب وغدا Tomor.
ترجمة: الملك قرمز. بما في ذلك المرثيه مارس دون سبب و.
of fools. Confusion will be my epitaph. As I crawl a cracked and broken path If we make it we can all sit back and laugh. But I fear tomorrow I'll be