: One, two, three, four By the banks of old Poughkeepsie My love swam with me Nature's tender bones are breathing lungs Each breaths each breeze and
By the banks of old Poughkeepsie My love swam with me Nature's tender bones are breathing Lungs, each breath's each breeze and Have you felt it, have
One, two, three, four By the banks of old Poughkeepsie My love swam with me Nature's tender bones are breathing lungs Each breaths each breeze and Have
Tradução: Devendra Banhart. Poughkeepsie.
One, two, three, four By the banks of old Poughkeepsie My love swam with me Nature's tender bones are breathing lungs Each breaths each breeze and
