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
Vertaling: Celtic Frost. Smarte van die maan.
Vertaling: Celtic Frost. Smarte van die maan / tristesse De La Lune.