Inget känns kul just nu.
Men jag välkomnar hösten med öppet hjärta.
"August, die she must
the autumn winds blow chilly and cold
September I'll remember
A love once new has now grown old"
Men jag välkomnar hösten med öppet hjärta.
"August, die she must
the autumn winds blow chilly and cold
September I'll remember
A love once new has now grown old"
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