Something is walking om my leg but that doesn´t mean my face will soon be turning red blushing´s not for me so I´ll never gonna stop the walk by complaining because I´m free nothing bothering me.
(Something is falling on my head/ regnet det bara öser ner, eller vad sången heter i "orginal")
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Zon 3, Mälaröarna utanför Stockholm. Fotoblog
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