Tác giả: Eagles
Ca sĩ: Tề Tần
Ca sĩ khác: James Last; Hứa Quàn Kiệt; Eagles
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair. Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air. Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light. My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim. I had to stop for the.