Way past the mountains and far across the sea, There is a small town where monsters run free. Families live there but some monsters live alone, Some of them are funny; some have faces like stone. There are those who smile and some who scowl, Like people, some are pleasant and some are foul.
ترست بايلوت
منذ أسبوعين
منذ أسبوعين
منذ يومين
منذ شهر