#RespektRossmann
#RespektRossmann
*als Zackenbarsch
*als Zackenbarsch
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold...
Fields of Gold (Sting)
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold...
Fields of Gold (Sting)
With the first rays of sun,
Breakin' through our window pane. Songs fill the air,
But there's no singer there, Just an old wooden guitar playin!
(Neil Young *Looking Forward)
With the first rays of sun,
Breakin' through our window pane. Songs fill the air,
But there's no singer there, Just an old wooden guitar playin!
(Neil Young *Looking Forward)