The asphalt pavement is right, but it is like my heart, which has a grocer Here has rules that are unobtrusive, shooting from borrowing may be bubbles in the bubble, as long as the grave stone is ripped with rose water Try to your blood Try to get down your way, because you are waiting for the gap behind you Lets read the pen. Thats why s lives are to stay forever to die. To congratulate you to congratulate you for fever, but the Tibetan, just a little out of the smoke to be a little time to spend more time, the peak of laughing is ridiculous Ones one comes to say that my finger is. Everyones comment, they see that one person is a little this day, and this is a pistachio of my generation, dont stop you from seeing your opening you see me and you say what a cruelty you are, so dont you know well
I am going to my street again. Monet Forever Life To die, we can die on the street
My heartfelt stroll down, maybe it can be a little concern because life is neither at the time, when I am a voice, nor a persons voice. , Place Baba Asphalt and Hug Im not a street kid but the street is not my baby the least Possible I leave my baby, you mistakenly make every night Similar to the old tradition, you have a strange power of the street All my moments on the street If you are like a miracle, come to it Thats what I was doing to stay forever to die in the street.
