Christmas trees are small And you don't ask the time of day But you and I, our love will never die But guess who'll cry come first of May The apple
Christmas trees are small, and you don't ask the time of day. But you and I, our love will never die, but guess who'll cry come first of May. The apple
ترجمة: سارة برايتمان. قد الأولى من.
ترجمة: سارة برايتمان. الأول من مايو (1999 نسخة لايف).
trees are small, and you don't ask the time of day. But you and I, our love will never die, but guess who'll cry come first of May. The apple tree that