¡¡Blue Blood no sale de mi cabeza!!
You've got the blood on your hands,
I know it's my own.
You came at me in the middle of the night,
To show me my soul.
Of all the people, I hoped it'd be you.
To come and free me, take me away.
To show me my home.
Where I was born.
Where I belong.
You've got the blood on your hands,
I know it's my own.
You came at me in the middle of the night,
To show me my soul.
Of all the people, I hoped it'd be you.
To come and free me, take me away.
To show me my home.
Where I was born.
Where I belong.
Yep, your heart is where I belong!
2 comentarios:
Está muy bonita x)
Y son los mismos de spanish sahara
Leave the horror here
Forget the horror here
Ay pero que bonita canción.
Publicar un comentario