Текст и слова песни Rare Bird – Somebody's Watching
It's been a long cold lonely winter waiting for the sun.
Crops are dying, children crying alone.
But somebody is watching from afar, somebody knows what we're looking for
Crops are dying, children crying alone.
But somebody is watching from afar, somebody knows what we're looking for
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