Vieni, Corri, Volami In Braccio
Lea Desandre
Come, Run, Fly Into My Arms
Come, run, fly into my arms
I want to give you mercy
I will do well so that in pleasure
I enjoy that chest
That the blind God wounded for me
Come, run, fly into my arms
I want to give you mercy
I will do well so that in pleasure
I enjoy that chest
That the blind God wounded for me
