This evening the moon dreams more lazily As some fair woman lost in cushions deep With gentle hand caresses listlessly The contour of her breasts before
This evening the moon dreams more lazily As some fair woman, lost in cushions deep With gentle hand caresses listlessly The contour of her breasts before
Traducción: Celtic Frost. Dores da Lua.
Traducción: Celtic Frost. Tristezas Da Lua / Tristesses De La Lune.