Tijuana Cartel - White Dove Тексты

Spread her wings like a pretty angel
To block the sun from my burning eyes
flew down to where I lie
To help me until i fly

White dove

On here face was a single tear
I knew then to disappear
catch a feather as she flew away
I'll catch up another day

White dove
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