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Nights in white satin, never reaching the end.
Letters of rebuke
Never meaning to send
Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before
Just what the truth is I can't say anymore
Сврши на препланула стопала у чарапама
Nights in white satin, never reaching the end.
Letters of rebuke
Never meaning to send
Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before
Just what the truth is I can't say anymore