Оригинальный текст и слова песни Carry Me Back to Her Arms:
A-rowing we went, my true love and I
Amongst the corn and the maize,
When death leaned in with his sickle and clock
And swept my...
A-rowing we went, my true love and I
Amongst the corn and the maize,
When death leaned in with his sickle and clock
And swept my...