I seek the magic land in vain At seven, when I wake again. I seek the magic land in vain At seven, when I wake again.

Brown, nature's cradle like an old children fable Brown, nature's cradle like an old children fable

Have evacuated him slashed, he aspires no one havoc. Have evacuated him slashed, he aspires no one havoc.

Could you cover your face for a while, please? Could you cover your face for a while, please?

What do you like about trousers or jeans? What do you like about trousers or jeans?