Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girl child in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girl child in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Un viaggio nell’elaborazione del lutto e nella memoria di un’amicizia spezzata nel libro nuovo memoir di Marco Bellomi Quella mattina di lun...