Thank you. In spring of purest night I do believe my mom. O my nightingale, There's this rising Despising you. I make themselves Oh, Oh, say can you see Oh, spring of purest joy. by Mars and Bye. I know And all my life to you.
Thank you. In spring of purest night I do believe my mom. O my nightingale, There's this rising Despising you. I make themselves Oh, Oh, say can you see Oh, spring of purest joy. by Mars and Bye. I know And all my life to you.
Thank you. In spring of purest night I do believe my mom. O my nightingale, There's this rising Despising you. I make themselves Oh, Oh, say can you see Oh, spring of purest joy. by Mars and Bye. I know And all my life to you.
Thank you. In spring of purest night I do believe my mom. O my nightingale, There's this rising Despising you. I make themselves Oh, Oh, say can you see Oh, spring of purest joy. by Mars and Bye. I know And all my life to you.
Más De George Frideric Handel/Nikolaus Harnoncourt/Concentus Musicus Wien