Belgrieve has caught wind of a plot brewing in Bordeaux, and the dark clouds roiling over the estate are a portent of things to come.
You're the same... You're the same...
You're the same... You're the same...
...أنت مثلهم... أنت مثلهم... أنت مثلهم
Você é igual. É igual. É igual. É igual.
Ты такая же. Ты такая же.
Ты такая же. Ты такая же.