The sun disappeared behind the clouds, snow me spinning. the Song of the winter garden, in the soul of me knocking. And I will catch a snowflake, his hands warm warm. Kick it will come quickly, and say, damn, you don't!
Sviđa mi se 3 0
Ako pronađete netočan ili pogrešan prijevod elemenata sučelja stranice, prijavite: @GrandGames
2020-02-16 13:56
3
0