Norwegian wood come to live
Norwegian wood come to live
i want you my heart's to remember me.
Will you remember my mind that day existed , that soul
I stool next to you here like this? I was looking at Norwegian tree
so long to
touch of havenley place aunt – sister bloody in vainy my heart's called in whole world -wide
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