I dream or wake up with me with me and my neighbor closer to Beliers Believe it or not your own shrine Self -sacrifice of the noble tone of your hands I am sleeping or wake up is not a touch of sleep This is clear from you to say it is not from the sun. Let me sleep Let me sunshine and sleep in your eyes Let me be the bird who wounded the captive loves to die in your hand I sleep I sleep or wake up. My winter A wounded bird captured my like me in love with my counterpart stay with me the best good
