Autor: Chriz
Goodbye winter, hello spring.
Life’s a many splendored gig.
Use Your Illusion III.
Dawn patrol.
Winter.
Skiing is lame
Und rauschende, schwarze, langmähnige Wogen kommen wie rasende Rosse geflogen. Trutz, Blanke Hans.
Take me back to the place that I know, on the beach.
