Besedila:
Cocorosie Honey Or Tar

I'm riding recklessly though a thick and humid Jungle growing anxious with the deep and primal Yearning that stirs Deeply pulsing up toward the surface Like sap rising or honey or tar

I'm riding recklessly though a thick and humid Jungle growing anxious with the deep and primal Yearning that stirs Deeply pulsing up toward the surface Like sap rising or honey or tar