Herman Düne & David-Ivar Herman Düne
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Herman Düne
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Herman Düne
Herman Düne
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Herman Düne
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I wish I was a bird of prey
I wish I talked New York
I hope that at the end of days
Our lives won't seem too short
Going through the park on my roller skates
Going through the park on my roller skates
Going through the park on my roller skates
Oh, what a lonesome fate
I wish I was a bird of prey
I wish I talked New York
I hope that at the end of days
Our lives won’t seem too short
Now I'm going through Red Hook with a pink bouquet
Now I'm going through Red Hook with a pink bouquet
Now I’m going through Red Hook with a pink bouquet
My robin is running away
I wish I was a bird of prey
I wish I talked New York
I hope that at the end of days
Our lives won't seem too short
Our lives won't seem too short
Our lives won't seem too short