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to heading nowhere Got no place to go I'm stuck inside my generation Round and round I go I'm sick of the sound of Rolling Thunder Times they were a
Tradução: The Barclay James Harvest. Clásicos: Un cuento de dos años sesenta.
Tradução: The Barclay James Harvest. Un cuento de dos años sesenta.
Tradução: Barclay James Harvest. Un cuento de dos años sesenta.