My voice maker my song is my singing You are open wings and always flying me Youre crying and laughing at my secret to my secret a blooming garden of my delicate and cute flower. Dinner Plain The clear water of life at the end of the dandruff The bride of the city of the city of the greenery
is angry if one day with my eyes dies in my chest this innocent heart
I am a silent instrument in my beach and my sea Not you are a man without tomorrow I and me if we do not have a lunar lunar stay with you a man without a man without a man
If the appearances of one day with my eyes dies in my innocent heart.
