Lirieke:
The Decemberists I Don T Mind

still when the nights are still All crying out for calamine Is it too late to tell you that I don't mind? Is it too late to tell you that I don't mind

Vertaling: Die Decemberists. Ek gee nie om nie.

her still when the nights are still all crying out for calamine Is it too late to tell you that I don't mind? Is it too late to tell you that I don't mind