bars Alone with the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up The highway, the moon, the clouds and the stars The black-throated wind keeps on pouring
bars. Alone with the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up, The highway, the moon, the clouds, and the stars. The black-throated wind keeps on pouring
Tradução: Grateful Dead. Negro Garganta del Viento.
and bars. Alone with the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up, The highway, the moon, the clouds, and the stars. The black-throated wind keeps on
