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Bản dịch: Sting. The Hounds Of Winter.
I rise from my bed Collect my thoughts together I have to hold my head It seems that she's gone And somehow I am pinned by The Hounds of Winter Howling
I rise from my bed, Collect my thoughts together I have to hold my head It seems that she's gone And somehow I am pinned by The Hounds of Winter Howling
rise from my bed Collect my thoughts together I have to hold my head It seems that she's gone And somehow I am pinned by The Hounds of Winter Howling
