歌词
Does it make you feel this way?
How does it feel?
You try not to act, not to interfere
These days you wish to count
And summer dream is close
I want to be where the poet grows
on the trees
Every day, every night
Trojan heroes let the city fall
These days you wish to count
And summer dream is close
I want to be where the poet grows
on the trees
Every day, every night
Trojan heroes let the city fall
Every day, every night
Trojan heroes let the city fall
Every day, every night
Trojan heroes let the city fall