then on, things were not the same in our village on the sand Na na, na na na na Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand Na na, na na na na Na na
and travel on the seas weathered face and hand He was different than others in my Village on the Sand... He told me of the years he'd spent on the stormy
译文: 布莱克莫尔之夜. 沙上村.
Time and travel on the seas weathered face and hand He was different than others in my Village on the Sand... He told me of the years he'd spent on the
