THE 2-MINUTE RULE FOR BEST SONGS OF ALL TIME

Fatima sits with a rock/Her dwelling was her palace, and now it’s absent, collapsed and broken/To whom can she complain?/She fell target to this lure in between right and left…/Could it be published, whether or not the troops appear or not?, the enraged Queen from the Night time arms a knife to her daughter, buying her to destroy Sarastro. Moza