As the congregation grows The lung of solitude deflates To my ears the greatest sin Feel a bit like Beethoven Simultaneous they speak unbeknownst Exiled
As the congregation grows To my ears the greatest sin The lung of solitude deflates Feel a bit like Beethoven Exiled to the inner voice, difference is
Пераклад: Г-н Bungle. Павольна растуць глухіх.
Пераклад: Г-н Bungle. Sleep (частка I): павольна растуць глухіх.