: My entrance purely pleasure For your riches I ask you not For I am the gleeman Who loves to sing And strike upon my golden harp So I bow before you
My entrance purely pleasure For your riches I ask you not For I am the gleeman Who loves to sing And strike upon my golden harp So I bow before you o
Tradução: Kamelot. El Gleeman.
My entrance purely pleasure For your riches I ask you not For I am the gleeman Who loves to sing And strike upon my golden harp So I bow before you