К 50-летию со дня рождения Джима Моррисона

STRANGE DAYS Strange days have found us, strange days have tracked us down, they’re goin’ to destroy our casual joys, we shall go on playing or find a new town Strange eyes fill strange rooms, voices will signal their tired end, the hostess is grinning, her guests sleep from sinning, hear me talk of sin […]

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