In this autumn invasion of all the spring I look like the sun is here in your eyes I am a tired desert that I see your tears Laughing to get in the spring In the sea that the sea is restless and proud of you I am here, but I am still a throat. Wants
The night that is not spectacular My pain is not read but tomorrow you come is no longer sad How hard to release When my chains What a beautiful Juni When you have fallen to your patent Awakening Wake up your eyes Juan Juan is Yalda Put your hand in my hand My heart is full of
