Deep Sadness of Menu Dry Wells You dont have the cold and darkness of my life No night in your winter Like the poetry of the night and crying out I hear the moments Kay the star of my hair I could cry for myself So much crying to be pure my heart Light and clean like tears Crying under my soil Like the poetry of the night and my crying cry I hear the moments
Silent eyes, but I dont have a cooler color Someone believed me I wish someone knew my sadness I wish you someone alone Believe it to break the sadness like the poetry of the night and the crying of the full -time to finish the moments.
