اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The headlights swing across the
naked headth. Through the silent
miles the empty spaces. With the
drinking boys. The dancing wine.
Somewhere outside the laughing
glass burns in your eye. Elvis is
still the king the long road home.
The flushed caress the trambling
heart. She's in your arms
electric chord's accordian bands.
